Come meet me where the wind sings,
Where the sky's coloring blends into gentle pinks
Where the soft green grass rolls over hill peaks,
In a place where our souls can secretly converge
Hidden by trees, that sway to our heartbeats
Mixing together so musically.
Under shade, free from hate.
Your love is the sweetest taste.
With haste, I'd please. Fulfill
Your every want and need.

Please meet me in the field where all my feelings grow,
Blooming orchids and roses, that I'm afraid to show
Crawling with mimic mantises and covered in thorns
I'd remove all of my defenses, if your butterflies would adorn
This pathetic garden full of hurt
And turn it into a world of wonder.
Tear my lonely heart asunder.

Meet me, in between dreams
Where I lie, in wait, unmoving
Just to see your face
And feel the happiness it brings.

-SLuR