Love Song

I recited my poetry on the bank of a river.

The weeping willow heard me and began to sway.

I repeated my verses for the green caterpillar.

She turned into a butterfly and fluttered away.

I followed it slowly into the evening skyline.

The skyline turned pink and began to blush.

The gusting wind bit its lip and grew silent.

The world was submersed by a sudden hush.

I paused for a second to hear my own breathing,

And I was at peace and relaxed here, among

The willow, the butterfly, the wind and the evening,

But you were asleep, so I ended my song...