Wanderlust **, an Alternating Sonnet Options

[Cleo_Serapis]

Wanderlust

She greets the morn' with tantalizing grace
and flits along an unsuspecting breeze.
Her wonderland awaits. Moments she'd freeze
if only she could find her long-lost place.

Among a floral canvas, splendor calls
where boundaries are scaled. No longer walls
preclude her progress; winsome turns she'll drift!

Entwined within bright blooms, she hides her face
and dines on woodland's nectar. She's a tease!
Companions of the glen can never seize
her boundless will. Yet, always there's a trace . . .

And when her time has come to pass, we'll see
true loveliness preserved: Perception's gift
and wonder if somehow, she could be me.

Copyright © Lorraine M Kanter 15 July 2014

[jerryk]

Hi Lori,
now let's see who the mysterious "she" might be, that you would want to be. A fairy? A winged nymph? I could narrow it down to a butterfly or--dare I say--hummingbird; or simply you in a flight of fancy?
Very nice flow; maybe with just a trace of unevenness in line 3, but that might well be me because I can't read aloud on account of my wife shushing me. Nice work, with just the right touch of mystery.
Jerry