The Beautiful lady by the tree

I met her
In a quite spot
Under the famous tree in town
With the wind splashing her hair
All across my face
Like the ocean’s waves

Her beauty
Rare and precious
Shone with radiance play
Few words said
Yet a thousand words shared
With her gypsy lips

Her voice
Thick like the ant’s trumpet
Beautiful yet a croaked note
Charming yet a broken line
Thrust an arrow into my deer heart
Bleeding endlessly a stranger’s blood

She never smiled
Yet her heart smiled the smile
I could read right through the glass
It brims with delicate delight

Her eyes stood still at my face
With the position of the golden rays
Fall from the eastern way
gently on my cheek
Blinding me softly with noon’s sail
As I grab a hold of it
In my infant’s palms gently

She chirp softly like the relieved cricket
Preparing to fall in the hands
Of the long seen love
Traveling home from the distance

We parted with graceful words
Saving my heart for another day
In the coffee house downtown
With our fingers departing slowly
Our feet speaking loudly
As we go our separate ways

MO.

(8:32pm, 26th may 2014)

Photo: http://www.flickrhivemind.net

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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