This time was designed
just for us to wear.
Soft puffy clouds
skittering across the sky,
bursting red geraniums
bordering the cobbled
pathways as we stroll
arm in arm watching
the world go by.

Breathe in the beauty,
allowing the electric charge
of exhilaration to
pulse through your body.
We are surrounded by
birdsong and intoxicating
smells of mimosa and jasmine.
We are composing a symphony
with scents instead of notes.

We are completely safe
and protected.
Let go of everything--of thought,
reason, time and simply flow
with your heartbeats.
Illusion is its own reality.

Night is falling and our
picnic in the courtyard
filled with whimsical topiary
and candlelit table is ready.
We have been transformed into
divine essence, into spirit and soul.
Just breathe.