Gardenia

The essence of gardenia lingers

Beneath the invitation of the stars;

As it floats like a shadow of fingers

A soft zepher across ivory skin...

Like a mistress hiding in the shadows,

The whispers of the night unfolds;

Upon the pink coral shore; it follows

A sparrow in the freedom of the wind...

Thus, the passion of night transpires,

To the other side of the moon;

While the ebb and the flow of desire

Is like the bow to a sweet violin...

The essence of gardenia in the night

Upon salt kissed shores of moonlight.

 

©SyberRose

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

Author's Note

Thank you for taking time to read

Reviews

[Magnolia]

Wonderful ! the imagery is amazing, thank you...Maggie

[SyberRose]

Thank you so much Maggie...nice of you to peek in today...SyberRose

[quinfinn]

you paint a delicate and colorful picture here with your lovely word choices and brilliant imagery...the last line is a real keeper! well done....

[SyberRose]

Thank you so much quinn...nice to hear from you as always...I do appreciate your kind words...SyberRose

[quinfinn]

lovely work, to be sure

[Sami Khalil]

"Like a mistress hiding in the shadows,



The whispers of the night unfolds;



Upon the pink coral shore; it follows



A sparrow in the freedom of the wind..."
This is some good poetry that is magical and enchanting...:)

[SyberRose]

Thank you Sami...I appreciate those lovely comments...Thank you for peeking in.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure.

[Stella Armour]

A lovely sonnet Rose , what could be more delightful than the essence of Gardenia in the night sky. I love to read poems about the night sky and romance..

[SyberRose]

thank you dear...so nice to hear from you today...I thought I would try a different form for a change...glad you enjoyed...Rose

[Stella Armour]

I did Rose, i think sonnets lend themselves to romance and the heavens.... beautiful.