Jul 2015
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A soft breeze rustles through
pine needles swishing
amidst fireflies at play on a warm
enchanting summer night
We sit in quiet anticipation
as a bright full moon keeps watch
from its cosmic perch,
illuminating our magical evening
It is almost time as we see
the big dipper come into view
directing our focus to the grove
behind the chinaberry shrubs
We can hear them giggling
as tiny feet run atop fallen leaves
creating little crackles echoing
beyond the illumined forest canopy
When suddenly crickets and cicadas
perform a mesmerizing melody
wafting from tree to tree
and you point eagerly to the opening
As twelve little pixies appear, dancing in a circle,
singing along with the nighttime tune
Iridescent wings shimmer and flutter
as does our hearts watching
It only last a few moments and then they are gone,
you lean over and kiss me, whispering “I love you”
and I realize once again, this is
*the true magic of the evening
A soft breeze rustles through
pine needles swishing
amidst fireflies at play on a warm
enchanting summer night
We sit in quiet anticipation
as a bright full moon keeps watch
from its cosmic perch,
illuminating our magical evening
It is almost time as we see
the big dipper come into view
directing our focus to the grove
behind the chinaberry shrubs
We can hear them giggling
as tiny feet run atop fallen leaves
creating little crackles echoing
beyond the illumined forest canopy
When suddenly crickets and cicadas
perform a mesmerizing melody
wafting from tree to tree
and you point eagerly to the opening
As twelve little pixies appear, dancing in a circle,
singing along with the nighttime tune
Iridescent wings shimmer and flutter
as does our hearts watching
It only last a few moments and then they are gone,
you lean over and kiss me, whispering “I love you”
and I realize once again, this is
*the true magic of the evening
Good night Beautiful
