picnic in the park
remains of lunch
left for the ants
lovers walking
hand in hand
fingers intertwined
dreaming each their own
she dreams of him
and he of her
dreaming to find
fate’s true love
children’s playing
breaks into dreams
reality emerges
how do I say it
what’s he thinking
can I provide
can I compare
thoughts billowing
smoke-like in the breeze
facing each other
fingers entwining
eyes searching
hearts pounding
he touches her face
she touches his arm
faces nearing
words unspoken
lips meeting
her eyes flutter shut
his arms envelop her
relaxing in his hold
savoring her taste
the world forgotten
time standing still
I can’t let him go
I want to hold her forever
lips reluctantly part
faces smiling
eyes shining
hearts happy
I love you
I love you

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