Fresh picked strawberries
And a French baguette
Beside the crystal blue waters
The morning mist rolled in
The sunrise was an orange freeze
Wildflowers covering the forest edge
The rain kissed leaves dripped
Onto the soft floral below
We strolled the beach grass
It was our summer escape
You looked like pure innocence
The morning song was turning
Into a beautiful day
The sky turned apple lavender
You bit into a perfect peach
Your mind went to a Paris daydream
The Montana mountain air crept down
I gave you one last sunset serenade
Before I pulled you through the fresh waterfall mist
And gave you one more dark kiss
The cranberry woods around me
Wouldn’t let you be mine anymore
It was a winter wonderland
And you left me in the winter ice
I stood by your body in the twilight woods
As you drifted into a tranquil sleep
Your mind at peace in the dream fields
I sang you into a cinnamon heaven
Sparkling snowflakes fell from above
To the ground beneath you a snow kissed berry
The air changed to a cool spring
An April mist rolled in
The now spring meadow
Hint at the first blooms
Months later I stand by the lakeside
And listen to the mountain song
I imagine I’m with you in the Paris nights
Hearing you sing to me love love love
Us, sweet on Paris
Beautiful and so creative, your words are like Japanese cherry blossoms, so lovely and refreshing.
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