everyone needs a bit of romance

The Poetry Thursday prompt for this week was to write about a "river". This subject started me thinking about the idea of two lovers strolling hand in hand, alongside the water's edge, perhaps stopping to have a picnic lunch under a large shady oak tree.

I admit... I am very much a hopeless romantic, but doesn't everyone need a little romance in their lives?


longing for a quiet place
where they could just be

wanting it to be perfect
like a fantasy

he laid the blanket down
upon the grassy knoll

while she fussed with sandwiches
in a basket worn and old

sharing stolen glances
and wondering what to say

next to a lazy river's edge
two lovers enjoy the day