I await my beloved
on the banks of the river.
A picnic lunch spread out
on a snow white cloth.
The air is crisp and fresh.
The daffodils and azaleas dance
seductively in the slight breeze.
A bee flits in between the flowers.
My beloved arrives,
resplendent in her flapper dress,
accompanied by an enticing fragrance
and fluttering butterflies.
We talk and eat and laugh as a steam boat floats by.
I propose and she accepts
on the bank of the river,
bonded by love,
amongst bees and butterflies.