~~~ Insouciance ~~~
~ Insouciance ~
Let’s join trove dots flecked ‘pon thy sky,
Inscribe trothed names of you and I;
In quiet repose, where buttoned nose,
Reflects chinked starlight from your clothes.
Where whistling oaks hight yonside moors,
Romantic skies march distant shores;
Accordions dallying, Chablis flowing,
Smiles that know just where they’re going.
Playful laughter; Dolce dresses;
Tumbling gold of feminine tresses.
Velvet boxes, decked in rouge,
Iced content sure to fell a scrooge.
Gloaming soiree of nigh, subdues,
In private lanes of garth you choose;
To exit blues and enter news,
Of cairngorm, smoke-quartzed ‘ I love you’s ‘.
Hidden rings, fraught shining things,
Bedazzling jewels to sprout your wings.
Sweven scenes, might sate your nacht,
True thoughts, which frame our lover’s pact.
Brooked lips in press, smooched barriers melt,
Released sensations, guerdon felt;
Waves lave, then swish their curtsy sound,
Cadenza, alms-guest couplet crowned.
Now linking arms in promenade,
Swart moonlit shoals crash smooth façade;
Victorian lamplight hugs thy form,
In lover’s sighs, forever sworn.