Today

A poem. That's really about it.

Clear sky,

Not a cloudy day,

No clouds to make it rain.

The sun is bright,

The trees are green,

This sight mustn't go unseen.

The dusty road winds

Around the bend,

Nowhere in sight

Is its' end.

Skyscrapers rise

Beyond the trees,

Reaching up infinitely. 

Nearly deserted,

The park is ours,

'Cause nothing can sour

Today.

All alone,

You look at me,

And so begins the melody.

The bluebirds sing,

High and angelic,

They belt it out

With voices like magic.

Our hands clasp,

Entwined together,

Symbolizing us forever.

You lean in,

Your nose almost touching mine, 

And I wonder,

Is this a sign?

Sparks fly as we touch,

And we both feel the bliss,

Of True Love's first kiss.

Reviews

[mark]

not a bad write
i didn't like it that much but i did like this part

Sparks fly as we touch,
And we both feel the bliss,
Of True Love's first kiss.

[TeaganMalis]

Thank you! Haha, it's funny; I've never really liked that line...
Anyway, I'm new to this poetry thing, so all constructive criticism is welcome!

[Sharon L.H. Kelly]

New love blooming, perhaps in Central Park? Nicely done!

[TeaganMalis]

Thank you!