Literature
leah, this is your poem...
Sitting in a golden meadow
holding eachothers hands
a lazy summers breeze
blowing through our hair
i turn to you and smile
whispering
"I love you"
but its carried away in the wind
so i sit in awed silence
marveling at the way
the sun reflects off you skin
then you turn, and our eyes lock
in a moment of pure bliss
i could feel the static in the air
as you leaned in for a kiss
our lips met, and my heart lept
and i melted into your arms
and as we lay there, watching the sunset
i succumbed to you charms
you stole my breath away, along with my heart
and no matter what, i know they cant tear us apart
because nobody can fig