Cultivated Lilac Blooming

 



 
     In violet and purple bloomed the lilac,
     The lilac bloomed in pink and white and pale.
     We headed toward it on a tortuous trail
     Across an ancient fur and furrowed park.

     Sea to the left; river ahead, and hills -
     Behind; the blooming lilacs on the mounts
     Weave from the gentle smell delightful clouds
     And breathe the timeless redolence that heals.

     The lilac bloomed, and to my love I told:
     "If only I could take pen in my hand!"
     And she responded sharply in her stead:
     "The lilac blooms - large, and like ruby and like gold."

     The night is fickle, nervous, luminous.
     The kisses, nibbles until lips turned blue.
     Theres so much taste and elegance in you
     The lilac bloomed - the bodies bloomed in us.
 
 
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