colleen’s tanka tuesday, poet’s choice;
slow wondering breeze lacing desire in your touch fluttering with dreams
He hears the call of love, akin to its inflections of hope as it whispers, immune to intonations of conspiracy in its song, deaf to the risk of treachery in its beat.
amorous lover loving too much, quick to love on quest for the one
She bears a tranquilizing beauty, a beauty that ensnares all in a lustful trance, capturing and taming love-soaked hearts. But she feels broken, having many that love her but none she can love.
oasis of love his unwavering offer beseeching her heart giving all, taking nothing A perfect love, the wrong love