they found a sacred place there; cool, white columns embrace,
heart-leaved mulberries shade; ‘proud Titania’ may have played
by an ancient tree – a still canal reflects – what will
await; unsought, sweet, unfathomable thoughts
in a garden of delights, two lovers, hidden from sight;
foxgloved fingers caress, playful lips press
incensed with passion, elated emotion,
caught unawares, carried beyond earthly cares, where
midsummer sun swags fragrant rose bowers
pale bell-flowers whisper through timeless hours
mutual ecstasies found, their universe becomes unbound
in a confusing maze of known, yet unknown, ways
the Temple of the Hours weaves its magic spell
in a garden, as in true love, time does tell …
(2018)
4 comments:
Val’s is one of the loveliest poems on love I’ve ever read. Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone 💌
It is a most beautiful poem and I know its location well as I garden there weekly, living g and appreciating the spirit of the place. Val and I used to garden there together when Val was well.
Sorry, loving not living
I had the privilege of reading this aloud at the book launch for Write On 😍
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