Upon You (27 of 365)

Welcome to day 27 of the 365 day poem challenge.

Word of the day peremptory "insisting on immediate attention or obedience, especially in a brusquely imperious way."

Upon you

I sat in the meadow 

glorious and green

You were there 

That was all that mattered

You were there

Behind the curtain of the willow

Your smile was cheeky

Like a child 

You could scream my name 

You were so enamoured with me

I could never understand why I fell

Back onto the cool grass

Enshrouding myself in 

Armour of shyness

Your tongue like a pike

Poked past my conceit

And I smiled disarmed 

And naked

Before you on that bank

In the sun

We passed between us 

Sweet fruits 

Strawberries that turned Luminescent in my mouth 

You batted me 

Then dragged me peremptory 

Away

snatching away the last

Of the brilliant red fruit

Then I fell down through

That happy feeling

I fell upon you

And you upon me

And there we lay.