When Petra was at LHP, I was so captivated and inspired by her beauty, that my mind wandered off, and wrote these poems. I will miss her greatly now she has gone.
Poem 1
RIVERS OF HAIR
In a land far away, beyond visual sight
In a land far away, where's they're no night
Where fields of grass are rich green
And rivers flowing pure and clean
Walking along forest glades, across vast dales
Chorus of song birds voices, loudly hales
They're is an aura of beauty all around
There is a land where peace can be found.
A beautiful woman stands before me
A face as pure as an angel can be
Long flowing rivers of hair cascading from her crown
Falling to her feet, loosely all the way down
Rich brown tresses whirl about her slender stature
Loveliest eyes sparkle brightly with sweet allure
My heart becomes mesmerised, as she draws nigh
As she embraces me, her long hair clings to my side.
I held her to my bosom, as my heart began to race
She looked up and smiled, and took my breath away
She turns and takes my hand, saying come with me
Come see a glorious land so rich and free
We lost all conceptions of time, as we ventured along
Resting we beheld each others eyes, hearts whispering lovers song
As we held each other closer, long brown curtains fell everywhere
As we kissed we were buried neath rivers of hair.
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Poem 2
I looked into her eyes,
She took me by surprise,
My heart could not disguise,
An endless flowing passion deep inside
What a loveliest beauty I perceive,
could this be love I believe
Feel as if walking on air,
entwined by dancing hair
Felt the softness her long brown hair,
the aroma of sweet scent everywhere
The queen of beautiful long hair,
brown lucious waves everywhere
The queen of beautiful long hair,
brown lucious waves everywhere.
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Poem 3
Picture of elegance
As she walks down the lane
Tree branches bow, forming an arched corridor
As if saluting a perfection of beauty
As if to say; "Tis you I adore
Tis a loveliest queen standing afore
Long silken hair, her crowning glory
Flowing luscious waves falling past her knees
Songbirds smile, then sing songs of serenade
As if saluting a picture of elegance
As if to say; "We're sure glad you came
And we'll sure remember your name.
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Poem 4
Petra your hair would shine in any light
Your hair would even sparkle in moonlight
As you sit and eat by candlelight
You are beholden to a man eyes, a beautiful delight
Then to feel soft caresses of your long flowing tresses
In close embrace, and dancing till breaking daylight.
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Bernard