Our Time

Lying together in sweet repose, While in the distance an amber sunset glows, Serene in slumber, content to be, Senses stroked by the soothing lullaby of the sea. This is our time of sweetly shared solitude, When we lie replete in afterglow wont. The balmy breeze carries not one single word, As only the sounds of nature can be heard, Filling our souls with solace and tranquillity In a Kashmir cocoon of familiar sensuality. Lost in this golden world of fiery skies, We drink the passion from each other's eyes, As the waves crash upon the shore, Each turning to the other, whispering more. We sip the wine from willing lips, And sigh beneath tenderly tracing fingertips, For this is the moment when two become one, Before the coy countenance of the sinking sun.