The cherry blossom trees blew in the sweet spring breeze. Koi fish scattered about in the clear pond, almost dancing to the sound of the trickling waterfall. The broad wooden gazebo sat precariously next to the small bridge, that allowed passage over the stream to where it stood.
The birds were silent, the trees were restless. Spring chanted it's name through the air, letting all nature know of it's wondrous beauty.
I brushed my hair behind my ears as petals blew through it in the wind. I looked up and stared into his unforgettable red pupils.
We stood in the structure gazing deep into each others eyes, almost reading each others souls. E
