In goes the willow way
flowing like marmalade
fierce as a brisk brigade
and I will avoid her
Wearing pure white linen
black pearly silken skin
a ballooned time pricked pin
as I move towards her
Sun in the grassy knoll
we a boisterous parade
food spread in two arrays
as I move towards her
And as the time will pass
so goes the time within
tucked like a whiskey tin
I will walk from her
*midjourney prompt: "profile of an African woman wearing a silk white robe, background fantasy park, fire flies, watercolor style, --ar 3:1 --seed 24499"*