D'ESTE, PULL OF THE LAKE!

Through classic curtains and large french doors onto the balcony,

Stepping into stunning sights rife in picturesque alchemy,

A piano's heard, a backdrop, playing recognizable tones,

The ear-licious sound floats daintily in the breeze creating love...

gentle sojourns to those authentic zones.

Even the seagull takes a spurious moment from flight to chill,

Whilst the lake, ah the lake mysterious, magnificent, surreal,

Expresses a lady like response that would break a heart or kill,

Touching sweetly, she kisses with her unlimited, irresistable air

Yet strong sensuous will.

As evening roams the twilight, and night descends,

'Here's' beauty captured in romance, omnipotence

Flaunting in ernest a satiable pretence power to pretend,

Shown through the ages, those souls leaving worlds behind

Seeking refuge for either, long or short whiles, come

To this exquisite repose for whatever means, proposed to expend.