White Stones

Music gathered the white stones my darling, 'tis the rose if ebbing heart

I shall be with you heavens gates till laughter shall be

Loving you my life is the beauty auaras throng

 Promised each year strong

 

Time  poles,gathered the petals to the circle you spoke of

Nightly I plant passions love in tender pot to keep

Softly the ebony soft inklings each soft spot

Beauty surrounds as angel care for  our secret garden, cherubs loft

 

Your Celeste feathered sterling photos is here to stay

Darlings the Celtic moon wanes in the evening mist

Lovely petals drawn in each lilacs wisp

Vesper to the stars, I will await our balconies dance, truest romance

Reviews

[Suelou]

Absolutely beautiful, Deborah. I have always admired the way you write.

[Helena]

So beautiful Deborah! I love every exquisite celestial beat of this
romantic piece...

"Music gathered the white stones my darling, 'tis the rose if ebbing heart"

Bravo,

Hugs Helena

[Mistral Bilgera]

i love the peaceful air in this poem! great personifications and metaphorical words add impact. =)