Gently, I shake my spring snowglobe
and shrink like Alice into the dreamworld.
Meet me there, beneath our tree
in the shady grove beside the stream.
For a while, simply lie with me,
as we listen to the birds
and each other’s heartbeats
and feel the wild grasses
underneath our bare feet.
This paradise with you I’ll keep,
these stolen moments in which we
so easily let ourselves just be,
so freely, just you and me,
entwined in love beneath
blue skies and green canopy
as the bliss drips and seeps,
honey-coating our souls with peace:
this is simply all I need.
Angels, please shake again tenderly
our spring snowglobe eternally.
Poem and image ©LauraDenise