Love’s young dream

Love’s Young Dream

They walked and drank the scented air.
With flowers he adorned her hair.
She blushed and felt sixteen once more.
Almost innocent smiles they wore.
He seemed a boy; she worldly wise.
They stood alone in their own eyes.
They cared not for the passers by
And not one cloud could mar the sky.
They sat in casual embrace,
He leaned and kissed her glowing face,
Before they parted for the day
Her smile left nothing more to say.
She knew not if she could explain
Just what she felt or hoped to gain
From knowing him  She yearned to run
On sandy beaches in the sun;
Laugh, splashing through the foamy brine
And share it with a love divine.
She wished to lie in fields of wheat;
Share morsels packed for them to eat
With sparkling wine, on summer days
And see his face through sunny haze.
She ached to stroll beneath moonlight,
Then share their love by candlelight.
She hoped to help him through all pain;
To watch him find his feet again
And realise that he was near
To wipe away the errant tear
And make her laugh at life again.
These were the things she hoped to gain.
Yet all is not what it may seem;
She was in love with love’s young dream