The garden
is covered
in white veils:
the ocean lights
up in blue and pale
white splodges.

Roses and Daisy's
covet with each other
in red paint hanging
tight together
on window ledges.

The sounds
of chimes, cars
church bells  sing
their melody.  

The violet harlots
strip off their
cloaks and
embrace in
natures dance.

The white ivy
glows pale and
sleeps in her veil
inside the confines
of the garden's gazebo:
waiting her sweet time
to be awoken by each
parting kiss and
joyful chime.