Love again!

The next poetry is mine. It's a long, long time since I wrote verse in English. That time I was the most "attractive Bard" in town. Ahm;-) Girls were just flowing from every corner to catch up with the Bird;-) Enjoy the humor, cause there's no verse for this post.

It's just love again brain,
that's going to rain,
next time before the coming train...

hey what's this?!

Love!

This is a whisper,
Deep in the soul,
I hear it jumping,
And twisting like a ball,
To make me remember
The beautiful world lies
Between her tongue and
Breathless ties!

No, this is not Salvador Dali "rhyming"!
It's "me" shaping this rhyme surrealistic.

Surrealism in Words!

Love

The Arrow!

I thought of your beauty, and this arrow,
Made out of a wild thought, is in my marrow,
There's no man may look upon her, no man,
As when newly grown to be a woman,
Tall and noble but with face and bosom
Delicate in colour as apple blossom.
This beauty's kinder, yet for a reason
I could weep that the old is out of season.
_______
W.B. Yeats - From "In the Seven Woods"