Picnic Magick

 
The coolness of the whispering air around us  
reminds me to lean over onto my side  
and kiss You...  
and I do.  
 
Stars seem to twinkle with extra rhythmic pulse  
just beneath this willow as You and me cradle one  
another under.  
 
This oasis, this standstill in time, our time  
allows Your love for me to brightly shine  
making our surroundings as if in eternal sun;  
Oooooo and aaaah, how You warm my skin without  
the burn.  I like this, .  
 
The love You so richly deserve  
is a love of an enchanting heal.  
This love for You is tender felt and a  
gentle love that longs to caress Your soul  
Yens to warm Your heart and kiss Your mind.  
 
A brisk cold zephyr rushes to touch  
and You snuggle closer to me and I take all  
of You in.  
All of these facets of love,  
I pray one day You will receive and hold  
onto.  **inhale deep, deeply**  
I love You so much ...  
 
I am so humbled to the point of tears  
that I'd be considered, allowed to gift  
You any love at all...  
You have Honored me from the very start  
and all I desire is for You to be Happy.  
 
Somehow I knew  
I'd always feel a magick for You.  
In my mind, skies are darkened blue  
and beneath us green grasses new  
and Beautiful autumn - me and You.  
 
Beneath Your favorite tree  
while our time freezes for us  
a spell I cast willingly  
Side beside with courage to trust  
I believe in You.  
 
So here in the now  
online for somehow  
I am with You  
and You with me  
 
It is magick with You  
and magick for me  
and I lean into You  
and I kiss You, anew  
under our willow tree.