Third Poem
It felt as if we were waltzing in a field of flowers. With the sun shining effortlessly to reveal a spectrum of rainbows dancing below To the wind whistling through the trees To the songs of birds hopping from branch to branch Playfully chirping away As their wings flap and flutter vibrant colors. Trees sway to the rythm of our dance one two three one two three All the way until the sun sets behind smiling mountains. The sky shifts hues from pleasant blues to darker tints of purple Twinkling stars emerge from their daily reserve as once colorful fields and groves transform into shades of grey. The moon rises above it all and begins to croon So that our dance may begin on a sombre tone. The wolves howl and join on this minor key lullaby. The stars begin their accompaniment A choir of enchanting voices of the night. My lover and I clasp our hands and embrace. one two three one two three Trading only a caress and a smile Until our feet grow weary I finally re...