as they walk arm in arm
within their wonderland.
A warm scented breeze
filled with honeysuckle
ruffles their hair.
They stop and kiss
among a firework display
of dancing fireflies
as Cupid watches
from a tree top perch
awaiting with his arrows ready
for the midnight chime
and the crickets sing their chorus
under a lovers moon.
24 March 2011
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