We inhale the sweet fragrance of lilac. Crickets and peepers play their serenade. On moss, 'neath a willow we settle back. Together we ponder the world God made. The sky is painted by coming sunset. The falling sun sets your hair all aglow. We feel like new lovers only just met. Each others secrets we already know. The night sings of seduction and romance. Too slowly the darkness conquers the day. Stars dot the sky in their celestial dance. Bright fireflies swarm like angels at play. Love speaks of starry skies and moonlit walks. It thrives on the truth and heart-to-heart talks.
Scott, I have got to say this...of everything you have written, of everything of yours I have read, this is by far my absolute favorite...love does speak and with this, you have given it its voice....wonderful