“The Swing”, Jean-Honoré Fragonard

Blue skies and a nice breeze,

My lover and I completely at ease.

The clouds stroll by just one by one,

Dancing, floating, and having fun.

Life is light and it glows from within,

Where something must end another will begin.

Musical notes seem echo all around,

But instruments cannot be seen nor found.

Dance with me, will you?

Or stay for a few?

Just to delight in your company for a moment or two.

Just until we see the early morning dew.