Painting credit to Larry Preston
The Picnic
Our blanket is spread
in just the right place,
as the sunlight through the leaves
dances gleefully on your face.
The season’s change is coming,
but not on this uncertain day.
A slight chill is in the breeze,
it only hastens our love’s play.
The wine and cheese
patiently await their fate,
as we explore the possibilities
and just how well we both relate.
Consumed with each other,
we don’t need a referee.
And we constantly affirm
just how fit “the fit” can be.
As expected and desired
we linger fondly with each caress,
just as we will with sweet memories
that forever we’ll possess.
A note from Chris
I wrote this poem for my Angel Princess upon the occasion of a particularly perfect blue sky picnic day. The credit for the wonderful artwork goes to fine art painter and artist Larry Preston. Larry resides in Massachusetts and paints in oils on canvas and linen. His work can be appreciated on his website and in many galleries.
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Great description of a wonderful memory.
What a lovely momento…she must be delighted.
So romantic…loved hearing you read it
That settles it- hubs needs to take me on a picnic date! We had one when we were first dating, he was so sweet and romantic- crusty bread wine and cheese, please. ANd he made fried chicken, but it wasn’t the food that made it special- just the sweetness of it all. This is a keeper.
beautiful poem !
Nice summer poem, easy going and fun. Cheers!
nothing like a picnic…the sun has cooled a bit here so it is just about perfect weather…without getting sun burn in undesireable places…ha…
This poem made me smile. Your words perfectly accented the picture by painting a picture of their own. Well done, Chris.
Memories of love and summer days…lovely. Love your reading too.
Anna :o]
hmmm nice…a picnic in a quiet spot and a bit tenderness with some nice cheese, wine and fruit waiting… sounds like a perfect summer day…smiles
The picture is perfect for a picture perfect picnic. I love the sound cloud. Thank you again, Chris for another wonderful poetic adventure.