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Bohemian Love
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Love Poems
An emerald owl upon her piano,
an Indian rug beneath bare feet;
Eyes closed,she plays, pale in candle light
Whilst his apparition longingly listens
Moonlight on lake glistens
Cedars swaying along in delight
A myst'ry,bohemian mystical dreams
night jasmine knows what love is
What is romance if not vivid color
betwixt us,ambivalent two lovers
as bright stars, of night, shine above us .
Chanting,she sits on a brass bed
she transcends her love far away
and him,not aware,while fast asleep
a bewitching spell that he must now keep
He'll be hers in less than a day
I didn't fall
For the spell
But I wanted too
After she was long gone
The wizard that I Am
Figured out the spell
And the resistence
That I had
To her witchy ways
I want to roll over now
Just so we can play.
KS
Thinkin about a girl I let go
And wishing for another one now
It spoke
To you,thanks
interesting comment.
i wish you well without a spell
K~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
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