I listen to the gentle heartbeat of verse
as though shimmering showers of rain.
I observe as eloquent lips curl as words
enveloped like warmth of virtuous fire.

Pour me words that soundΒ mellifluous,
oh soothe the heart like rays of fuchsia
sinking sun.

 

 

Photo credits:Β Wallpapers Pick

Posted for Quadrille 33 @ dVerse Poets Pub

& Posted on Tuesday Platform @ Real Toads