Fat waves roll across my painted toes
You hand holds my waist
Staring into the deep sea
I cling to you
My beauty,
My savior,
Your breath mingles with mine
Salty air ***** between parted lips
You warm touch lingers on my winded-beaten cheeks
Sweet-smell of hair pressed against my neck

All these moments
These longing for the times
Feel new soft cotton against my skin
Old cashmere jumper warm against your  chest
All these things I desire yet never have experienced
I just wish for a love that I can hold close
On these summer Ohope nights
With pohutukawa petals drifting across our bed
And the Maunganui mountains cupping us dear
And your warmth holding me
Until bright New Zealand morning.

All in good time,
Cupid says
All in good time.