House By the Sea

In our house by the sea the gulls fall silent the gulf winds have exhausted their supply of salty scent we grow languid our eyes close with fatigue my head upon her bosom my sweetest friend is trembling In our house by the sea never remove your arms from my neck or shy away your lovely face embrace and kiss me endlessly let the hours be lazy and sweet flowing like the warm southern wind as we gaze upon the purple sash of sunset entwined like serpents in battle soothed by the avid tide and eternal surf