the sun opened each wild flower
caressing her soft petals gently
the breeze stroked all the leaves
bending the long growing grass
it was a day with not a cloud in sight
walking across the bridge hand in hand
into the fields of golden light
their touch invisible to the naked eye
their journey together was near the end
spontaneously lifting her black veil
showing an empty space
then a hesitant kiss
the sudden darkness
remembering her duties
he followed into the field
never to return
alive
The above poem was created with the above image prompt as a part of ‘Write The Story‘ April 2025.
