There's a well worn
Beaten dirt path
Back behind the old red barn
That leads to a special place
Come on along I'll take you there.
Hop on I'll give you a piggy back ride
As we've got a ways to go.
The path flows downwards
Towards the bottom of
Some small rolling hills
It is encompassed with lilac bushes
You reach out and grab some
You relish their scent
As you wave them under my nose
I am calmed, by your joy.
At the end of the path
Is this special place
This dome-less wonder
Tall oaks and ash trees
grow all around
Water springs out
From the side of a hill
And trickles through rocks
Ending up in a bubbly hot spring
A foggy, misty haze
Rises off of the pond
And the air smells of springtime.
We lay on a blanket
Holding hand in hand
Looking up at the sky
Watching white cotton ball clouds
Floating gently by.
Ratta tat tat
A red headed woodpecker
Knocks on an oak
Capturing our attention
For a moment
As a horned owl
Speaks to us in the distance
whoo....who..who..who
I turn to admire you
Your slender frame
Your long dark hair
Pulled back in a ponytail
Your cute little nose
Holding up your black glasses
Which frame your deep blue eyes
You smile
As a monarch butterfly
Floats past your face
I am mesmerized
By your enchanting beauty.
You turn towards me
With a serious look
And you smile
"Last one in is a rotten egg"
And you spring to your feet
Stripping to your swim suit
As you run for the pond
I am close behind
As I catch you
I wrap my arms around you laughing
You turn around facing me
With a fiendish smirk
You tickle me
Making your escape
You quickly jump in
Declaring me the rotten egg
As you splash me
I jump in after you
Cannonball style
I come to you
I pick you up
And gaze into your eyes
As I slowly let you slide back down
We stand there embracing
Face to face
This has always been a special place
But with you it becomes Paradise
I could spend forever
In this paradise
With you.










Brilliant job. Thanks so much for entering, keep it up.






















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