The Secret Clearing

The silvered grass
Paints your body
With early morning dew
As you relax
With arms thrown out
And a smile I can’t see through

Soft notes you hum
Of simple joy
As the morning sun breaks through
And then you turn and look at me
At me
Watching you

Your humming stops
Reality fades
Now there’s just me and you
With hesitant smiles
And colliding eyes
In the early morning dew