Quatrain of Ilama Eyes - 1084 - Yorktown Disciple

Quatrain of Ilama Eyes

Ilama tree which bears the ilama fruit

1.
O. planted! with the look of spiraling
haze, the sweet aroma of a jetting
gaze,

I managed to peer into your heart,
past loving branches formed like a
maze.

The skyward up lifting, the twinkle
you devised from smiling fruit with no
wrinkle

Caught my vulnerable impressions,
with a gust of wind from eyes with a
twinkle

2.
I am in love with a fruit bearing damsel,
the one I dreamt growing a soul with no
bramble,

With beauty planted deeper than seductive
skin and bearing lust for a betrothed
gamble

It was the tree bearing eyes that clinched
my motivation to wish for seeds, of
romance

To sprout quickly within my mind, putting
my spirit into a lifelong, enamored
trance.

Yorktown Disciple
1994