The Camellia Bloomed
Viewed from the altarAs Eyes consumed the pair
A gentle caress and kiss
Spun the souls a flower
Soft as a Camellia bloom
Each In tune to this moment of bliss
Set the church as an empty room
Touched by a spiritual caress
Old friends
Aged bodies confined
Soulful silent crescendo
Whispers a heart song sublime
Softly through the air for an instance
We listened to the symphony
Of emotions played on heart instruments
And witnessed the Camellia bloom
01/11/2007
Poetry by Kee Zealy

Written on 2025-07-04 at 22:27



