25 Jun 2012

midsummer night's dream







I have something with meadows,
more than with woods or the beach.
The colour of the grass, the flowers,
a bright blue sky, just before sunset.
Laying naked on a blanket, with a salad, 
fresh fruits and a glass of cool white wine.
The sounds of the insects
and the wind gently dancing 
a slow fox of loving tenderness.
Butterflies fluttering, spikelets tickling.
Bound, fed and used relentlessly.
The scent of cut grass, when grabbed.



2 comments:

Anna said...

Beautiful <3 One of my favorite dramas, too......

ara said...

smiles warmly