Legolas the elf

When walking from King Thranduil's "v" shapes on wooden forest palace door to the "v" shapes of pine needles, there crystal rain drops sat as gems.Snowflakes and diamonds embroidered on Elves' robes and hems.

The olive and Kelly to forest greens in trails of yellow and lime leaves.There the elves' designs on their clothes passing by with velvet sleeves.

Winter roots and white covered branches with sparkling stars silver sewn, admired far as Gondor. Sun light speckles,golden and green and climbing summer ivy, with sweet Legolas,prince of elf wonder!

Green wood the great and Lothlorien forests,in golden haze of brass in the day,and by silver haze fairy tale moon glow of night. Legolas with love like cupid of arrow and bow:(lalala,)with bluebirds he sings and he does what is right.

Lalala,legolas with hair long and light,vanilla sweet is thy scent. As the fresh scent of nature, none else as refreshing compares to lovely woods and mint.

Sweet Green leaf ,by the white mountains,thee looked out onto Rohan's blond,and beige prairie grasses with their flower pods.Frodo had remembered brightest emerald green mounds under pearl milk white sky,over spring fresh soil sods.

Legolas,thee as a dream in bougainvillea flowers,and moss trees by mists of the water cascade. With you,and Frodo and yavannah,nature does not fade.

The dark gray lacquered wet rocks in a foamy white water creek.Mountains also dark grey,and blackened,clothed in humid white mists of green fresh spring, to the mountain peak.

In dark trees with moss draperies from Fangorn forest branches,Legolas like star beams with Gandalf brightly had come.The white owls hooted where Ents,the big walking trees do hum.

Gorgeous grey clouds over Middle earth,to bring rain drops as soft whistling winds blow thy hair locks.Elfspeed,legolas,like lightning on the xylophone of otherworld electric music over the rocks.

You within the dust clouds,leaped up like a cupid's arrow from the dream.Through v shapes of big green leaves they do gleam.

i have seen thee my sweet and brave in shades of Lothlorien's golden mallorn flowers. There time rests, tis not boredom,with peace and joy through the hours.

The jewel of water ,of Galdriel' ring,a vision of silver fountain waters sprung, in green circle of grass under the tropical birds.White roses blossomed in night light of magic elf haze with the golden words.

Legolas,thy crystal clear bright blue eyes and Enchanting love elevated me on the escalator of a white Christmas mall of skylights. Thy crystal blue elf visions,magnify my love,as seagulls call and harps and bells gleam in the lights.

Silver moon glow and brass gold beams over the grass lawns of rich soil lime. Telperion and Laurelin trees, when they see our love , they shall regrow at our arrival,in sea time.

I floated over the onyx pebbles of clear water in the river of Silverlode. Scenes of white mists in dark mountain tops ,with scents of perfumes on the road.

legolas,lalala,let us fly with wings of doves,seagulls,eagles and swans! thee as cupid,with our new wings,let us fly over lothlorien's lawns.

"If only I had wings,my love, you do and to fly with sweet kisses in my hands" With scent of seaweed,,on the pure milky white swan boat and sails,arrive we shall to shiny pearls in the undying lands.