The wind, the trees,

All bend their knees

As love flies next to me,

Like lightest air

It touches my hair

And slowly wakens me.

I sigh its name

The soft refrain

Like water, drenches me.

Its eyes meet mine

Warm flowers that shine

And knows the depths of me.

This garden of light

Where lovers delight

Has won the heart of me.

~ Janna Vanderveen