Lost In Thought (My Honey Moon) Poem by Kayanja Ronald Edwin

a warm pleasure being outdoors
The touch of the sun on my face,
Welcoming it with a smile, head high
As my long dark hair floats freely
With the brief kiss of the wind
Appearing satin under the morning light
Driving me ablaze with excitement,
Doing light kicks in the air

Spirited, I would raise my arms
And imagine am flying
Making spiral turns to the ground
On a glide in the mountains
Watching the make of massive rocks
Appearing emerald, like huge gems
Bronze-like, in parts that lack flora
A beautiful mosaic of natural art

With a light blow, I would land
Next to our wooden cottage
Variant in color like beeswax
In the center of a thick forest
Just two turtles in a pond
You and I, alone together
Embracing under one umbrella
With a sway off my feet

We would stand grabbing tightly each others' hands
Rose petals in your pocket, magenta
Looking good on your wedding suit, white
I cry, making little moans in your chest
In complete bliss on our honeymoon
Two souls dangling in love,
Hinged on the same tree, marriage
Promising heaven and earth