Destination
As the sun began to rise,
I was dragged by the hand along the treacherous hike to see a suprise,
They suprise are one of the branches of life,
And this branch of suprise stemmed from idea of my future wife,
She has the gentlest soul,
She keeps me heart safe and whole,
Even the tiniest bit of contact with her buttery smooth hands will cast you under her spell,
Which us why I’m following her lead and doing as I am told as well.
“We’re here” she said whilst bleeding my ears.
When I stared at the sight my cheeks began to trickle with tears.
The pink sunrise spreaded her wings across the skies,
Her infectious nature dictated the hue of the clouds and it was a sight that I couldn’t believe I’m seeinf with my own two eyes.
I turn my head to the princess that brought me here,
And with a glance her blackhole eyes would envlop my soul as she heard my reaction loud and clear
She would gently glide her buttery soft thumbs around my hand in a circle,
My heart would start rushing so fast that i began to go purple.
She turned her head towards me again and whilst rubbing my hands,
And she would continue stare as she prepared another spell which involved new commands.
Then all of a sudden the sun rays were casted on her black beady eyes glowing a tinge of pink,
Which meant mother nature and the future mother to my kids were in conplete sink,
And while maintaining the same eye contact a gush of wind pushes my face down to the other side of the hill,
Where I saw the true suprise which made me feel a thrill.
At the bottom of the hill lied a small lake home the greek goddess of the sea amphirite,
She held a flute and began to sing a melodic tune which made all the wet bids across the area to take flight.
As the flute continued to play the wind would guide my eyes slightly to left,
And in that moment my jaw dropped to floor and my speaking abilities were inept.
The wind guided me the leaves on a trees creating a mellow wheeping tune,
The glistening leaves would sway with the wind and more beautiful than a blue moon.
The tree branches are so bendy and windy,
And the way it dances in the wind makes is mesmerising I dont even want to look at whats behind me.
I turned the girl that made this all possibles and my face was supee red,
Not sure how I could ever repay her until the day I was dead.
Then she with those glowing as of hers casted another spell which revealed her pearly whites,
And finally her angel voice came forth and said
“Suprise! The sun’s turning your eyes yellow
Stop being so stiff and enjoy your with me, behold the weeping wellows!”
