Tuesday 8 April 2014

Delight

Sheer delight as she skips through the meadow.
A distant brook trickles.
An admirer follows, entranced by her dance.

She spies her companion.
Her smile suddenly curious.
An intrigue captured amongst beauty.

The admirer once sure,
Now hesitant to continue.
Her curious smile drives his rest.

Still in this meadow they are standing.
A sweet scented breeze surrounds.
A gaze of simmering wonder exchanged.

She begins at him with intent,
Curiosity now desire.
His pace quickens towards her.

As the sun polishes the long grass,
And summer embraces every blade.
Love grows in this flowering meadow.



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