Friday, July 31, 2015

ZEPHYR



ZEPHYR

Affable Zephyr
Atop hills and oceans
You travel
With the migratory birds
Crossing continents.
Will you be my messenger?
Harken!
Confront my love
 Who resides in distant lands
Remind him
Of the green pastures
Dotted with violets
And rhododendrons
When the heady fragrance
Mingled with our breath
Permeating our bodies.
O Zephyr!
I pine for him.
Arouse him from slumber
And narrate my tale
Of woe and longing
As I long for sweet vicissitudes.
O Zephyr!
Touch his mortal frame
And bring him with you
To my boudoir
I beseech thee
You of mammoth splendor
And gentle might.

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