Dos Y Dos

The lake of your smile
reflects slices of white peaks
They invite me to sense
water of dreams
For a while
I plunge into your eyes

A green voyage that speaks
a tender shower of fragrance it seems
While the wind
veils me with your hair
you tell me
love knows no despair

We enter the park
where life is fair
Without pulling we listen
as one speaks holding hand
and
perhaps I’ll kiss the air