Beauty In A Summer Breeze

Beauty In A Summer Breeze long poem

Photo by Tobias Lindman

Swallowed in a dream of bliss,
and sunset berry kisses
in the still of azure skies
I gaze into your eyes.

Your lips, like honey
exude streams of sweetness
as a dream lover’s dream
I find you resistless.

Soft whispers pant to find your ear
delicate. drifting, lingering near;
speechless, like crafts of gold lines
on sunset picturesque skies.

Trapped within a muse,
conversing-secrets stolen
water blue rain drops
on your form in the open.

I saw you last in May
though every day
the outfits you wore,
mesmerized, I need you more.

Beauty within your eyes
sweetly defies
eludes my mind
like visions in a summer breeze-
my heart rise.

I would steal polyanthus,
and lay beds of jasmine,
touch you with passion
my strong attraction;

if I could allure you
she inspires me
I want to liberate her heart,
and each vacant need.

I search the depths of you,
like oceans, emotions whirl
shades of affection
as souls fly, my essence.

Your exotic style
drives me wild on sight,
taking flight, your smile
rain tints of moonlight down.

Chiaroscuro, form, light
like poetic lines
your shadow in the haze
pantomime in lies.

Her finger tips drip elegance
in the moonlight mist
every inch of her hips
like jewels of skies aglint.

She is delicate as a lily
flawless like a pearl
in sea blue threads of tapestry
which colors my world.

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

1 Comment on "Beauty In A Summer Breeze"

Notify of
Sort by:   newest | oldest
Mazhar MIK

Beautiful. I just loved it.
Thank You for posting such a nice poem.



Beauty prose poem

…So. I said: what is beauty? He said: it is the impossible being real, it is the kohl of a string on the forefingers of a guitar player, it is the explosion of astonishment on a beautiful lady’s waist, it

In The Morning Of Summer

In The Morning Of Summer short poem

In the morning of summer, when life was lonely Sitting beneath the trees, and thinking about you My heart, my heart is lonely Still don’t realize you left me lonely In the morning of summer, when life was lonely Remembering

Beauty And The Beast

Beauty And The Beast short poem

I’ll teach you how to read How soft the pages feel underneath your rough fingertips I’ll teach you how to play the violin, How music reveals what’s been hidden for years I’ll teach you how to braid your hair To

Thine Beauty

Thine Beauty short poem

The beauty of thine essence is the one, which never to be compared to ye. As, thou art the miracle of this alluring nature. And thy is the beauty which exhibits thousand works of the superior lord. From whence I


Beauty short poem

In the dust storm a discarded moon sat in my lap. Then internal rhythm crashed. Amorphic I would not find the music of words translated into a kiss. Gold started weeping in my hands. The clouds will rest after committing