Strawberry Cheese Cake
Some Red wine
A poetry book
In the garden
Gazing into each others eyes
Your Green Eyes
My Dark Brown Eyes
Meet
Your deep voice
My soft voice
Perfect in harmony
Exchanging words of Love
Nothing interrupts us
Only the Chirping of the birds
On top of the branch of a tree
You read through the poetry book
I listen to every word
You’re not a poet
But you read like a poet
You can write me love letters
But you rather show love
Do Love, Action Love
Being together time stands still
Tomorrow is another day
Back into reality
But we will always remember
Our picnic of Love
Our dreams we share together
In another place and another time
Not now
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe sometime in the near future
Crisp.light and refreshing. If poems were wines,then this would be a chilled glass of Chardonnay .
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Wow, this is so beautiful. Very scenic.
A delightful read.
EDITORIAL NOTE:- This is to acknowledge that ” Picnic Love ” by Ann was chosen as 1 of 4 poems to be part of the 6th. Phase of , “ Featured Poets & Poems ” to be exhibited, for 4 weeks, commencing 25th,June , 2012, in Poets’ Corner @ Destiny Church,Wakefield.
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