A Rendezvous in The Park

A rendezvous in the park and white swans on the pond;

Near the Canterbury bells ~ in the garden I am fond

The ripple of water as you cross over the bridge;

And scent of sweet lavender and a yellow buttercup ridge~

 

I will be dressed in black blended into the dark

On an ivy covered bench waiting for you to embark;

I will be waiting for you under the chestnut tree;

Waiting to give you my love~to give you all of me~

 

Just the moonlight on my hair as the blackbirds sleep

Falling into your arms~on your shoulder I will weep,

If we wish upon a star maybe we can creep;

Into a dream lost forever~a forever lovers sleep~

 

©SyberRose

Author's Note

Thank you reading...Warmly SyberRose

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i remember this park, and that bench..i think it was in Central Park...i was just a kid then, but the dreams awaited..the ivy was thinking about growing...and my life was just a dawn breaking..

now the bench is full of nicks and cracks as is my life..but it has survived and is still useful..

love this piece...one of the reasons i appreciate your comments on my work so much is because i admire your writing immensely.

jacob

[SyberRose]

Thank you so much Jacob...how lucky to beable to walk through central park...If I lived in New york...I would have loved walking through there but not at night ha.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

actually when i was there in the 50's, it was pretty safe.

i used to walk 3 blocks by myself to school and spend all day across the street from our apartment building in that park by myself when i was only 5 through 8...things sure have changed.