Morning Mist burning off
Soulful sound of
loons in the distance.
Two young friends,
about to find love.
Oars in the water,
making ripples to the shore.
Her brown eyes so bright,
bouncing off the water.
Water splashing her arms,
balled up fists.
As you laugh,
your heart melts.
Two friends,
on their lake.
Now two lovers,
finding themselves.
Falling madly in love.
