She waits in the garden <br />Bluebells and buttercups <br />and catches dreams in <br />cotton candy hair <br />She listens for your step <br />along the cobbled road <br />You walk and kick a stone <br /> <br />When at last you’ve taken time <br />you come to her <br />soaked with sun and weary <br />Her smile lights the <br />diamonds in her eyes <br />She holds your hands in hers <br />and sets you free <br /> <br />Entwined together you sway <br />Cherub clouds move slowly <br />under a restless azure sky <br />the soft wind whispers “yes, ” <br />Cloaked in tree leaves <br />the hidden finches spy <br />She kisses your silver tongue <br />and surrenders to the illusion<br /><br />Brioney Leon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vivid-4/
