The reflection of waves and blue skies premiered on her oversized sunglasses.
Grace by the cool draft of winds brushing off the still surface of the ocean, her eyes close
She lies on the top of white sheets in the center of a bed decorated with red and white roses and her perfect hue of cinnamon and jet black hair swathed over white silk pillows
A pose that’s ever so perfect to be photographed by the spirit of love
Kisses touch below her hairline and another kiss below shy of her ear
Brawn hands on top hers—fingers intertwining around hers, she sighs, opening her chestnut eyes
My warm body against hers stirs her soul deep within—causing her loving to awake from its slumber– waves brushing against her shore
The scent of honey vanilla settles her senses as my hands glide over her back, loosening up the tension
Soothed by deep tissue massages, her body loses all strength. She is vulnerable unto me. All mine.
Soften the tissue below her lower back, she titter, tickle by the pleasantry of her hills blessed by my hands.
I turn her over and see the submission in her eyes
“You are so beautiful,” I whispered into her ear
“And so are you.”
She open her eyes seeing seagulls fly about– savoring that moment when our hearts connected and our souls tied
“I love you with all of me,” I said brushing her hair from my face. “Your heart is a place I want to be spend an eternity in.”
“And so do I my love.”