Welcome to Gaia! ::

And Evening it is.
When the Palm Trees dance to the
Mellifluous tunes of the swift winds,
My hair brushes past my face;
I too feel the music.
However, the agitation of my hair
Tantalizes my skin, itching it so.
He comes with his gentle touch,
That touch I long for, and
Pulls back my hair,
Feeling both the music and agitation
Of the wind by
Blending his soul into mine,
Relating to every sensory detail
With the Lines of my Emotions.

And then our eyes meet,
No words are needed to elaborate
Upon the sufficient Language of Sight,
Is it Love?

I tease him, and I run
Barefoot through the wind,
My soul embellishing itself with
The serenity of the beach.
My emotions stir with fervor like the waves
The Ocean, much unlike the Serenity of
The Beach.

And he reaches passionately for my hand,
And I soon realize we are more than just friends.
As the sun sets above us, releasing each shade of
Its light into the mysterious realm of the night,

We hold hands and walk together,
In the beach, with the wind, by the sea.
And Love it Is.

It's good...but it lacks rythm....

It's nice, but I agree with Kata.

It lacks rhythem, but it's still pretty.