Behind the fountain in the garden
Is a love seat
A mosaiced wonder crafted by you
How wonderful to sit there
In the cool shade, on a hot summer day
Sipping tea from your lips
Letting our fingers meander, with thoughts
That turn to innocent mischief
Seeing your eyes twinkle
I smile, yes
We kiss tenderly
Playing with the sun and the shadows
The garden's warm breeze
Infuses the evening flowers
With the sweet scent of our longing
Behind the fountain
Anita Atina
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/behind-the-fountain/
