Love Prelude

Love Prelude


In hours of my solitude
I dream our love prelude.
Me recount that was a frosty Feb

with all that white , a snowy web.


And flakes of snow were falling soft
trees like silver and hills so loft.
You my love ! You came down the vale
with bunch of flowers ,perhaps for sale.


mine eyes were caught in your beauty bright
gazed on your pink and youthful spright.
I hold my heart ! I hold my tongue !
And it was ready to fly and flung.


Then came I ahead to make a propose
see ! how we sat and made a discourse.




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