Tulips Entwine

A poem in the stylization of the romantics.

tulips entwine


Wordlessly tulips entwine
Dew forms in the shadows of rolling mounds
The wind caresses all of nature's soft inclines.
Stiffening young buds, bracing in winter's chill
Texture combine both rough and fine
Across both weed and root natures expert touch

Wordlessly tulips entwine
In the garden thats never known winters frost
What joy to return there one more time
Cast from Eden, we can't forget what we have lost
Forgetting each sin as we're inclined
Mossy age claims, what we dream to hold