I have this little fantasy,
Where every morning, you and me
Wake up beneath the unlit skies
With an adventure in our eyes.
We pack our bags, and picnic too,
And set out, as the sky turns blue.
We scale up the mountain’s peak
Till we come to the point we seek:
The highest point our eyes can see,
Occupied by a lonely tree,
With leaves more green than summer’s grass
And roots more deep than legends past.
Up there we waste away our day
Without the need for words to say.
Just cheese and wine and happy thoughts;
Admiration for what we’d wrought.
As the sunsets, I see us both,
Sitting beneath the undergrowth
We’re arm in arm, and cheek to cheek,
And I feel the urge to speak.
The sudden welling in my throat
Is realer than all I’ve wrote.
And there, beneath that glist’ning view,
I have to whisper “I love you.”
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