Stepping on that luscious sea,

Of deep green grass,

That pleased my feet;

Sunlight dancing in the wind,

The crisp, sweet air,

Mixed with your skin;

Grass stained jeans and summer corn,

Cool, white linen,

When winters gone;

Flowers pressed within sweet hay,

Those paths we made,

One summer's day!

Gentle dew,- honey sweet,

The taste of love,

When two hearts meet!

Like a reel,

Slow motion joy,

The broadest sense,

Of girl meets boy!

One checkered blanket,

We taste the wine,

This is love,

The one I pine...!

Michelle lee Schaeffer (c) 2007