sweet – lavender – flute – heir – willow – bask
The lovers bask under the guardian of Sun
Dreaming and whispering sweet thoughts to each other.
Rolling over under the willow tree,
Promising their futures will be shared
they wrap themselves in the lavender blanket
and embrace the infinite journey of new sensations.
Champagne flutes collide at their feet,
The lovers fill each other
oblivious to anything other than
consumed by all senses
they disappear inside to the place
where only spirits dance.
That afternoon after the picnic
and one entwined collision of majestic proportions
they created their heir.