Sunshine and not a cloud in the sky.
Gnats swirl a slow waltz on a sunbeam
Dew sparkles and the grass winks.
Doves eager for love croon their songs
Across streets and streams
Dialogs, exchanges, loops of give-and-take
Roll about laughing.
The med gazes at the mountain,
Rocks sleepy boats gently,
Eyes her winter beaches and smiles
As she frees treasures forgotten.
She surveys her color schemes
Discards the muddy browns and greys
Plays with blues and greens
Plans for bling and shine,
Frothy ruffles and lace.
The wind, who chased away storms,
Whistles on his way out, a second glance
For the sea humming an inner dance.
“You look so lovely today” he gushes.
She waves and smiles, twists a curl
And says “Wait till you see my sandals!
Irresistible, delicious, airy crystals
To rock and roll, to tumble through the air,
And tiptoe among stars on wet sand.”
She dreams of June sunshine,
Of sweet jasmine swinging
To softly played sax interludes.