Pink and Amythyst

Written by: Curt Mongold

The fog begins to slowly roll
away from dewdrop's liquid tryst
revealing my love's naked soul
a bloom in pink and amythyst.

The warmth of sun upon my face
cannot begin to kindle fires
the her vision dressed in lace 
does stir my innermost desires.

The streaming shafts of silken light
that peek between the canopy
unveil my lover from our night 
of passioned outdoor ecstasy.

She warms me with her morning smile
her touch becomes my catalyst
expressing our love for awhile
in shades of pink and amythyst.