Walking together along the shore,
Hand in hand, shoulders touching,
Waves splash across our feet,
And for a moment, this moment,
I have never been so much at peace.
The warm breeze fills my ear
Like your quick-hot breath,
And I taste the saltspray on my tongue
Like your comfortable moisture.
Where the water slides across the beach
It glows the color of your arms, your legs, your face,
While further up, the dry sand has the creamy, golden tone
Of your softer, hidden skin.
Look behind us here at how
The gray, relentless sea removes
The evidence that we have walked,
While in front of us,
The sands of Cancún curve away
Into a swollen orange late-day sun.
There is only now, my love,
Ahorita.
Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 9:52 AM UTC