Soaked laughter

Her laughter is made of the warmth of spring,

Covered by petals of fragrant orchids

& soaked in fresh mountain streams.

The grand seduction

Playful flutes flirting with intense Violins,
Occasional Piano keys floating in the breeze,
Aiding in this grand seduction.

A March morning

Where Parrots float in rivers of sunshine,
And indulgent clouds look on.

Where peace is in the gentle sounds
Of a beautiful sunny morn.

She's walking away with my dreams

A hundred suns dawned in my heart
When she triumphantly laughed in glee.

The joy of a dozen strawberries
When she looked, smiling at me.

I close my eyes to fragrant hues
That I know I'll fall in love with again

I can hear her footsteps
She's walking away with my dreams