Poetry From The Heart
Yellow jackets buzz through the trees
humming tunes inside whispering breezes.
Whippoorwill’s belt out another’s chirrup’s
lady bugs land in their colorful dress-up.
Ants toil building their kingdom underground
there hills of tiny holes is often found.
He holds me close as music plays
under trees among a magnolia haze.
Dimness hides us from others stares’
sneaking kisses, hugs and lovers cares.
Arms hold me tight mouthing in my ear
why, do I love you more than life my dear?
Drifting in and out of intimate stimulates
hoping for indulgences of instances.
Two lovers lying beneath veiling trees
experience life to free their inward needs.
Tasting fruit coming from a vine of life
nourishes and finds an ending hype.
Yellow jackets whirr and play their games
amid trees where they’re often blamed.
Lady bugs have found their perfect niche
as ants travel up and down lovers’ hips.
Arms hold on tight below a magnolia haze
as lovers’ are left in an eye-catching daze.
Writer of this poem Barbara Kasey Smith – Copyright 2014 – Use by Permission Only.