Lay here under the old oak tree
Stare up at its gnarly, crooked limbs
Feel the breeze grace upon your skin

Lay here in the thick grass
Gaze up at the clouds
Sunlight warm against your face

Lay here among the crisp red leaves
Watch the birds dance in the air
Hold my hand, I whisper in your ear

Let’s lay here and forget everything

Imagine the night sky was made for us
Shimmering stars blanketing the darkness
Glimmer of hope and wonder


Imagine the sunrise was created for us
Day begins anew
Uplifting light bringing happiness


Imagine the world was meant for us
Possibilities immeasurable, limitless
Strong alone but invincible together

I saw her from a distance
observing quietly
unassuming and innocent.
Not a sound or
even a verbal cue.
A shadow amongst others
fading in the background
quiet and still.
All seeing, all knowing,
yet not seen or known.
She savored solitude, seclusion.
Gazing over, eyes lock.
A prompt stare at her feet.
Slyly, strategically, stealthily,
I make my move
through the mass,
an over populated room
of senseless chatter.
Drawing nearer to the
lovely, lone, lady leaning
against the brick wall,
the ways finally part.
Much to my chagrin,
she’s vanished without
even a faint whisper.
Until we meet again.

The sweet sound
Of your name
Echoes in the wind

Your presence is felt
An emotional entity
Euphoric aura

Hair shines bright
That of sunrise
Blinding those that stare

Skin like linen silk
Smooth, flawless
Soft, warm touch

Your voice is music
Pleasing to the ears
Makes hearts jump

In every dream,
thought, and whisper,
you are there