Last Embers of Daylight
The last embers of daylight gleam across a round sky
to leave a red ribbon on the horizon...to underscore
The flourishing evening invites us in
as we slide our feet through the sea's soft sand
where waves lap the shore
like a honey bear's tongue on the first days of Spring
rising from a deep Winter's slumber
Bending palms persuade us to sit
beneath their green canopy
Where our eyes drop their disguise of innocence
to reveal a cherished moment of romance
worn as a necklace on the silhouette of love
that shines bright beneath the glorious glow of sunset
burning an image into the hollows of my hallowed mind
where liquid thoughts pour out in harmony
onto the tidal currents of love's ebb and flow
Tranquility rushes into pliable veins
an elixir tugging on the fervor beating in my chest
where warm alluring hands nurture the marrow essence of love
holding me a silent captive
waiting for the memories we will make
with each kiss shared...that arouses our quivering fervent souls
in a coronation of hearts
wrapped in garments of golden luster
as we dissolve in an evening's glow of red grandeur
filled with sensual imaginations
floating on the brume of candlelit dusk
and soft music
beckoning us towards a romantic night
of breathless sighs and empty wine glasses
7/8/19
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