Verdant blades, slick and cool
Slide between my toes,
Parting a path like two dancers–
Bodies a visual prose.
Too soon is it forgotten.
When morning’s last repose
Bathes us in lambent rays,
Our laughter is but echoes.
© Amanda Makepeace
Written for NaPoWriMo 2012
Amanda Makepeace's Imagination Run Amok 
This is lovely!!! 🙂
Thank you, Jo! 🙂
😀