The Secret Suitor
The Secret Suitor
He came like a secret suitor,
unexpected and suddenly,
He wasn’t dressed in a suit and tie,
but he had a certain charm
and when he came,
I knew he meant no harm
and he swept me off my feet.
He was the north wind,
so majestic and powerful,
blowing all about me,
pushing me to and fro,
with great big gusts,
nearly carrying me –
to the skies above.
The north wind kept blowing
and I spread my arms,
just like wings,
and it seemed like my feet,
were feather-light,
the north wind and I were dancing.
Dancing with the wind,
is like being a whirling dervish,
a spinning top,
that never seems to know how to stop.
Breathtaking and dizzy
and so very, very cold.
When the north wind,
takes hold, a move so very bold,
no matter how cold the day,
the faster you spin,
he delights in pushing you farther.
We danced down the road
and when we got to my garden gate,
I quickly stepped inside
and turned to make a bow.
Thank you for the dance,
it was pure enchantment,
next time let me have another chance
and the north wind
swept off down the road.
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Nicely penned, Rasma.
Thank you, Phyllis.
Very romantic Rasma. Thank you for a great read. Jamie
Thank you, Jamie and I’m glad you enjoyed it,
I love this Rasma. The poetry flows wonderfully. I feel it is one of your best.
Thank you, John.
I think I agree with John it does flow rather gracefully down the page. Nice work on this one Rasma.
Thank you, Paul.