Time to Write – The Cabin

The setting perfect

Dreams we detect

He called to say

We’re meeting today

It’s the cabin you see

Dream for him and me

Secluded and small

But the trees are tall

The stream nearby

Has ripples that sigh

The fire within

Causes a grin

On his face and mine

Cuddling there divine

And to add to the dream

Starlit nights are seen.

Time To Write: Set The Scene 5