"Love in June"

She thinks he hung the moon.

A princess with her shining knight

In love, she fell, with him so soon.

As he proclaimed her beautiful, she swoons.

He stands in black; she walks in white

She thinks he hung the moon.

Pinot grigio in crystal poured by noon;

He reads to her in the yellow sunlight –

In love, she fell, with him so soon.

By night, he has her wrapped in a cocoon

Fire ablaze, she clenches his arms so tight

She thinks he hung the moon.

By morning, it’s their honeymoon

He kisses her hard with all his might

In love, she fell, with him so soon.

And then, by the end of June,

Inside her something stirs, a delight

She knows he hung the moon,

In love, she fell, strongly with him so soon.

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"Love in June" is a sonnet based on a quote I heard on Divorce Court where Lynn Toler said, "Look at him. He thinks she hung the moon!" I tweaked the perspective to tell the story of a woman falling deeply in love...you know, the cliché way.