1. Her Hair Was In A Bun


    Date: 9/10/2015, Categories: Love Poems, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    Camila sat knees primly together on the settee Perfectly poised, perfectly gorgeous Perfectly fragile, perfectly serene Her bust swelling perfect as could be. Having their own playful fun Two brunette strands had escaped The twisted pinned discipline Of the young beauty’s tightly woven bun. Camila’s slender neck, a tacit line flatters The intended romance a faux ploy Dill-scented salmon and caviar sit ignored John’s heart is in total tatters. Shutters ajar offer an open windowed breeze Wafting from a new fateful direction Fluttering cream lace drapes; Camila shivers. Peppered rain makes her sneeze. John uproot your fears and tangles Destroy the past disappointments Camila is fresh, sweet, new and perfect On her wrist thin gold bangles. His protective lover’s clown face masques all John’s feeble fears, the insecurity of time Losses heaped and piled upon painful losses Giving way to new hopes so secret and small. He calmly admires her porcelain portrait John lives or dies by Camila’s whimsical opinion Her oblique glances a haphazard lethal stab She makes him sit silent, still, to wait. This romance is not a pretty matter John feels a pariah to her wavering heart She—his dancer flouncing—the girl he needs To possess. This flawlessness cannot all shatter. Camila elegantly turns her eyes to him, soft and brown She extends a slender hand, the lover’s touch A tentative squeeze, dare he hope? Lips curl, a simple poignant smile, gone the frown. A classic beauty beyond earthly compare, She rises, unblemished and out-of-John’s-world, Her peerless self-possession scares him Shall he take her in his arms? Does he dare? Turning with unsophisticated simplicity Camila takes a wavering John in her arms And bestows her devoted love and gentle kiss They laugh and smile in a shared felicity. John feels redeemed, saved, a new man perhaps? He feels connected and a united one Camila is his fresh new sun Camila is his perfection; his love shall not lapse.
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