daydream sunset
By Dilionn
come with me let me enfold your fragile hand lead you along white sand under conch-pink sky chase the surf back into the sea run, laughing, from its counterattack fall softly into the soft beach bed kiss me let me tangle my fingers in your liquid-amber tresses tongues dancing gently salt on your lips, the taste of you filling my senses like the rushing sea wavelets tickle our feet, we lie contented and unafraid night falls picking up driftwood as you chase me through the white-noise blackness sit by the newly-built fire your head resting against my chest firelight flickers in your gem-like eyes we taste the wine of contentment fall asleep under inky star-smeared blankets holding fast to real lovefor Tina, who never ceases to inspire me. Written March 14th, 2002 © on Mar 14 2002 11:06 AM PST 0 • 8
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