[Chivalry - image from google dot com]
PERCHANCE TO BE SWAYED
The quill dips, into chocolate covered wordiness,
Lightly, tracing breath on soft furls of mist,
And a kiss sprouts to bloom in morning sunshine
How did this spell mutter itself into daisy petals
Plucked, incensing he loves me, or not
A drizzle of inexorable sighs, lubricates awareness,
Where trust, appreciates the worth of weaving love
Into tantrums of giving wrapped in ribbons silver
A pendant adorns the sky by night, dangling stars,
Myriads of sparkling spectrums, wishing genuflections,
Knees bent, knights to princesses swooning hoops.
PERCHANCE TO BE SWAYED © gillena cox 2016
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[my video choice of today]
