Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Sweet breeze of the brook   Slow go slow go... Low low but go... Over the Everest clouds go.  Then return from the tallest peak,  With a new song that I seek. I wait anxiously at florist street  Blow again her perfume twice before my cheek... Sweet breeze of the brook Slow go slow go--- Low low, but go--- Beneath the alpine trees And bring some tiding of golden ages of long ago. Sweet breeze of the brook;  Slow go slow go... Round the plum thicket And never break like us your peace treaties Go go, greatfully then come within Me... ©Poet Affaq