Whilst stand among the brilliant yellow canola as it did its wind driven dance,
off in the horizon I happen’d to glance
and I saw the outline of another quite by chance.
She beckon’d me a hither
Upon a milk’d hued morn with not a voice but the merest of gesture
With an effort great did I my ego bolster,
shoving aside questionable character lack into a bolt’d hoslter.
Instinct not reason lead my feet to act
While thine head caution’d to hold fast for once begun it could not retract
Yet a slight aromatic tinge breezed for unreason’d attract.
Across stride by stride did I stutter through the canola’d dew
The moisture drips along my waist their mark did they strew
Closer follow’d by closer still her features sharpened bidding attention to all around her and I adieu
Visual’d query of whom my body selfishly moved to such proximate sight
garner’d she wore dress long, sleeved in radiant white
roundness of face that one could tell was middled to thirty to forty years of delight
Tantalized was I as brunette hair surround’d by dull mist whimsically within curled
Twas surely a woman who o’ershadow’d all else in the world
One last footfall brought our distance to inconsequential measure,
the cream’d texture of her flesh harken’d innerly hedonistic images of pleasure,
yet hurry’d her demeanor suggest even lightning spark would ignite in slowed pressure.
I stood beside the very icon of night-wett’d whimsical dreamt pick
attempting to sound for me a very most unnatural slick
(and praying to draw her attention away from my double cowlick)
“I have a notion that to this ye are aware
But I can not but sayeth that doth are spectacularly on the shade of fair”
She gave naught but a muted giggle
And perhaps my eyes deceived but a hint of a plump’d bosom’d wiggle
Shuffled a foot did I then the other,
mayhaps my speak to her was auditory smother
To look upon her face caused for sweat my thin’d bangs to soak
No words were longer past yet volumes to me she spoke
Flaming a fire that an ere day did not even produce a wisp of smoke
Stymy’d twas I
for though nary a note had passed through those pull lips nor even a try
yet the sweetest of song echoed within the ears of my
And whence tips of her fingers float’d upon thine arm out
from thine crack’d lips released a sedated sigh
Could it be that I was asleep fast?
Perhaps a trickery of mind of what I avoid’d times past?
Or meeting a perfect that upon norm would unbelieve – be aghast?
Less the never t’whether imagine or real
Long’d did I to once again something feel
Nestled content upon my o’er dued lap
Ere a maggot’d feast partake of this chap
Bodily dead in a wooden box’d trap
Off afar did moo an unseen bovine
To continue monlogued conversation I did thus give an opine
Perhaps if to you it would see fit to incline
To meet to have a nibble with coffee or even a long dine?
Her eyelids gave a gentile flutter
Which made weak my knees like a summer day’s pat of butter
Yet not a sound emerged again to which I could reply with stutter
For with each muscle she did twitch
It unlock’d yet another hidden wanting switch
The golden solar orb shatter’d moist shelter’d room of outdoors,
the image surround undisolved to clarity misdirected of previous afores
Vivacity of future evaportated with perspire from ope’d pores
as I realized that dissipated was the mist
but the solidity of my new intrigued passion de-insist to exist
Come hath five falls
As yet another doth calls
Each milk’d morn I attend to that field
Where my wound’d heart momentarily heal’d
In hopes that forever it could be given away seal’d