Nature's Perfume

Through an open window 

Gentle whispers of a morning 

Caress my face with gossamer trails

Punctuated with birdsong

White lilac blooms dance to the tune

Of a tiny seedling once gifted by friends

nurtured and loved to voluptuous form

Now proudly presents her beauty to all.

And so, her gentle perfume

Carried on the breeze, just a hint

To awaken the sense as it passes

Through an  open window.

What is this love?

A moment of such closeness and deep love

That requires no words or gestures,

just a glance when eyes meet

in that instant of quiet connection.

What beauty there is in a gentle smile 

With open arms yearning

And the heart dances with joy in a flutter of anticipation 

so exciting that you feel it will burst!

What is this love that we feel for  another

and instantly receive that magical response?

Such joy, desirous moment of love,

Yet, tender affection, possesses us totally.