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.