******* of light on a peaceful moonlit night
waves softly brush the melting shore
as heat from the fire began to roar
on
and on ...
'till day did break
reflecting a crisp morning chill across the water
and the wanderlust fades
from tingling senses of tangled bodies that lay
in the gentle grass 'neath a tree  for safe keeeping
....
afternoon boils on, warming skin exposed.
Rapturous winds roll
on
.. and on into the time
when the yellow milky sky sets low
[and all feelings of awe begin to slow]
and once again , at it's  end ,
our journey to chance
has found anew  
to begin
..at first light
Alone