" SCINTILLATION "

When my love was young, not only was she planted in a bed of scintillation
But she was destined to grow into one of the most beautiful blossoms in creation
A velvet daffodil of fair and most extraordinary, melancholy measure
The rarest of the gardeners trove, of purposely planned and hidden treasure
An investment of patiently cared for, and inspired acts of Godly devotion
That allowed this singular personality to be known across the oceans
Her name was like electricity, for she powered the imaginings of Dynasty's
And ever vernal compatibility's of golden triumphs and maidenly melody's
She became synonymous with tenderness and the thoughtful gardeners touch
A blind reverence for flowers, and all the natural things she loved so much
Her delicate movements became the calming wind, on stormy day's and night's
Her pristine possibilities grew to be the rainbow colors, of the "Northern Lights"
And when I think of her, I envision her as my wife....

But that is not to say, her beauty and her natural wisdom should not be shared
For in every situation where her light and inner beauty are beyond compare
She gives it to the world without a single thought of greed or self
She must not be tethered, for she's a part of the Churches Holy wealth
The kind of femininity that spreads love all around the world
Like the excitement of a deep sea diver, uncovering the finest pearl
She's true love, in it's purest form, a pearl I've just discovered
And she should be shared with ALL the world
And never, ever, covered........

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)