I Am Moved

I Am Moved A chalet was there with overhung eaves and there she sat by an elm with its leaves the rays of the sun embodied her shape her diaphanous dress left me agape no one could dissuade my impending scheme to venture up close and discourse of love and know that I reached the breadth of my dream brazen enough to let my love gleam attempting to plant my seeds for to sow stunned by her beauty I bid her hello she gazed up at me and padded a chair I sat and she smiled to lessen my fear she lifted my heart to waft in the air I entered her Eden for my love to swear Move me Poetry Contest Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux June 13, 2019