THE LOVE MAIDEN
THE APPLE TREE IN MY GARDENSTANDS AS A MAIDEN IN LOVE
WITH A CROWN OF APPLES BUNCHED OVER HER HEAD
CLAD IN BROWN GOWN AND GREEN FUR
AND BROAGHES OF NESTS ADDING BEAUTY TO HER
SHE MAKES MAIDENS JEALOUS.
WHENEVER THERE'S A RUSTLE,
YOU CAN SEE HER SINGING
TO HERSELF, AND ALL LOVE BIRDS.
WHEN IT'S WINDY, YOU CAN SEE HER ENLIGHTENED FACE
AND WHEN IT RAINS YOU CAN SEE HER
MAKING LOVE WITH THE DANCING WIND.
Poetry by sania
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Written on 2006-10-17 at 09:09
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