Quiet orchid still

by Will Read - Gemini

Quiet Orchid still.
The woodland holds its tender breath for thee.
For coy are the beauty of your precious lips,
That pout in rapt anticipation of a whispered kiss.

And the pure upon your noble flesh, 
Doth maketh those unworthy turn their eyes away.

Ignoble sun. Thy should fail to seek such ardour in another sphere, 
For here doth love grow.

Birth sign: Gemini
Date created: 2006-02-09 14:53:32
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:58
Poem ID: 71183

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