He stormed the shop in epic light
Sunbeams through the trees
He churned his peddles towards the north
His back against the breeze
He entered town without a sound
Until he coughed and sneezed
Then everyone around the town
Made the sick man leave

The story lies in the pages
Whether it’s read or told
With a beginning and an ending
Printed up and bold
Cuddled in a blanket
Keeping out the cold
Allowing my imagination
To make the barriers explode
Take off on a journey
Sail the seven seas
Dangle from the mountaintops
Trying not to freeze
Or wrestle in the jungle
On a large trapeze
Balancing on a tightrope
At the mercy of the breeze

A chandelier above the center of the room
Champagne on a silver tray
The smell of sweet perfume
A smile, a wink
To the girl in satin pink
With ribbons in her hair
Standing with a drink
I asked her if she’d dance
It was the beginning of romance
For given half a chance
From what started as a glance

She dipped her toe in the quite creek
To watch the ripples spread
Which ruined her reflection
And warped her little head
The ripples drifted up the creek
They spread out far and wide
And what should have come as a great big shock
Simply came as no surprise

Along the open meadows
Near the trees lined in a row
Horses run and frolic
Like they did so long ago
They’re left alone, and free to roam
On acres of green grass
It’s sure to be, a sight to see
Anytime you pass
They’re big and bold
With manes of gold
They’re muscular and fast
They’re majestic and they’re statuesque
They’re elegant, with class

She huddled in the corner
She cuddled in the sheets
She asked her Lord and savior
If the two of them could meet
She promised to be casual
Quite and discrete
In a proper manner
On a getaway retreat
Just to talk about the weather
And have something sweet to eat
Not to talk about harsh subjects  
That I wouldn’t dare repeat
Or to match wits on a topic
Of which I can’t compete
But rather sit around and get some sun
In the summer heat

In the vineyard of ripe vine grapes
The grapes drape to the ground
They’re fresh and sweet, to drink or eat
And they sell it by the pound
Grapes may come in different shades
In different sizes too
But some may say they’re best with age
Under cork and *****