Blossoms of the Cherry Tree

Coffee Mugg

In the misty morning,
I can see her face,
This great woman,
Of the human race.

She smiles so softly,
That her eyes smile too,
You know her heart,
Is filled with love for you.

Her blue eyes shining,
Makes life a dream,
Melts you heart,
Like hot whipped cream.

Showing her love,
Is an easy thing,
As if brought by a dove,
In the early spring.

This woman I love,
Where can she be,
Sitting under blossoms,
Of the cherry tree.

So sweet,
So divine,
Brought back,
From another time.

She knows all this,
As well as I do,
I long for her kiss,
Her sweet love too.

I love you.

Published by Coffee Mugg

I am a 60 year old male, born and raised in Alabama. Have been in construction most of adult life, and had lived in Orlando Fl for over 30 years. Have now come back to Alabama. Could be considered an expert...  View profile

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  • Linda Ann Nickerson3/4/2008

    * * * * * What woman wouldn't be touched by such words? * * * * *

  • Kady the Hippie Woodstock3/3/2008

    This is a very Awesome poem, Ken , and I agree with Lisa, if you have someone in mind, you should tell her! That's the key to starting a relationship!!!! I love this poem! Great job 400000000000000000000000000 stars!

  • Girl Gone Fishing3/3/2008

    This has GOT to be the most romantic poem I have ever read! I love it.

  • Elizabeth Mathews3/3/2008

    "LIke hot whipped cream" ...what a wonderful way to have your heart melted... :)) You are such a romantic man Ken you have all us women wishing it was us

  • Coffee Mugg3/2/2008

    Wouldn't that be great if there were someone and she came running to my open arms. That would be a dream come true. ken

  • Lisa Renee.3/2/2008

    If you have a special lady in mind, Ken, just show her this poem...very romantic!!!

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