Enchanted Love
The gypsy clouds
were dancing wildly
across the pale blue sky,
serenading us softly
with crooning love tides.
The birds were singing
eternal whimsy tunes.
Nature was strumming
fiery love songs.
The magic worked
we succumbed
by falling madly in love
under the blue limbs
of an enchanted tree.
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