Bright red dress, long brown hair,
Bright green eyes, fragrance in the air
that seemed to last

After you passed.

No evil thought, just a friendly smile,
And one won't fall to lewdness while
He thinks of beauty as it really is,
With due respect for proper bliss.

So smile for smile
They walk on while
The picture holds
and each stays bold.

To smile again because each knows
No thought of sin. Their beauty knows.
They love all when
A fragrance grows
While passing by
To catch the eye
And win the heart.

nice write

nice work

hey you

hey handsome

I didnt expect to see you hanging round these parts

why not? I do tend to write from time to time

It was more of an expression than a real thought.

I was very impressed by your poem.

I posted one by my grandfather..dont know if you've seen it yet..."BUDDIES"

i will check it out