I Want to Go On a Picnic

The Picnic
by: Rob Paquin


A beautiful landscape.
A path through the trees
The sun slowly rising
A slight subtle breeze

Your hair catching sunlight
Your eyes sparkling bright
A quaint basket swinging
There on my right.

In my left is your hand
As we stroll along
I stare without notice
As you hum a sweet song

We finally arrive
At a spot so serene
Just you and I
No one else to be seen

I lay out the blanket
A place we can dine
2 crystal glasses
1 bottle of wine

I rest on my elbow
You lean into me close
Your breath on my shoulder
My heart in my throat

Until finally it hits me
And I cannot hold my toungue
I tell you I love you
Right there in the sun.

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