Fairytale Beginnings

Edenic-winds release brash Autumn’s kiss — a mellifluous flutter of gold leaves. The confetti-glitter surrounds their hearts, a-shimmering around the swoon of bliss. The fall of rushing birds and gust of wings. They land on high, soft-soap — the pair surprised, as skin to skin of chilly-cheeks ascend. A bright and cheery folk a-blush — love springs. Though skies are gray — a storm prevails, yet she has clear blue eyes and his are heather-green. The lightning spoke a-twirl with hands held tight. O nature sings with all its tricks to thee. The vortex lifts — the dance of lover’s spree. Her hair awash — the silk brunette does float. The handsome beau - his breath hangs on the tow in ecstasy —they fly — so light — so free. 11/1/2018 soft-soap - flatter, persuade