Love Scene In Paradise Poem by Gio Masserati

Love scene takes shape in mind
As pretty as a picture, you're there
Gardens, flowers... describing
What flowers are you seeing...
Those visions of flowers are here
As well as their fragrances
In this poem... Imagine their scents
Also,
Everywhere, thistles, thorns...
Roses adorning grow
Above pricked, forlorn irritants
Scratching, stabbing thorned stems
Bushes overgrowth, like ivy and blackberry

Weeds
Conceive to flowering fragrances
Fragrant essence of well being
Intertwined
Pleased to leave em alone
They're harmless now
Adding to the gardenscape textures
Arraying splashes of colours
Surrendered, as part of the tapestries
This lovescene now their home

Essence's history, of well being
In manicured gardens...isn't always easy
Pleased to leave em alone
Overgrown, yet lovely scenic beauty
Uniquely all their own...

Paradise
Imperfectly woven into eclectic braids
Harmoniously, they weave
Interlacing in and out in love
Into a perfect tale
Love scene... spinning glories
Roses and branches and Vine

Tying souls, desires to dreams
Then, an untying, to freedom
Release the gained understanding...free
Flower garden hidden between the trees
Paradise, underneath, paradise
Rosewater and foggy dreamscapes, a summoning
Coming to all of paradise in memory
All the meaning plants a deepening as planned
Knots, a Love Scene, planted

Grows in Paradise
Fragrant essence de parfum