Amyntas led me to a Grove, Where all the Trees did shade us; The Sun it self, though it had Strove, It could not have betray'd us: ... Read full text
When the winds that gently rise, Does kiss the yielding boughs. Marvelous and very nice imagination. Thanks for sharing it here.
..........beautiful poem and wonderful imagery ★
.........nicely written....very creative....
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When the winds that gently rise, Does kiss the yielding boughs. Marvelous and very nice imagination. Thanks for sharing it here.