Life To It's Fullest

The moonlight brightens your presence as we stroll hand in hand on a tide swept beach Watching silently, I smile, joy! The moment has come. can you feel we are one? Communication between us is rife, flowers adorn the embankment halting us in unison to devour the aroma lagging in the air. bending. our nostrils taste the sweet, euphoric perfume scented from the bud. Green grass, soft and inviting. Discarding our shoes we accept feeling the tender moist softness beneath us. The end of strolling was ending all too fast, The beach pier offered delights ours was a sundae, feeding each other, allowing cool moist drops of cream on the crevice of our lips Ecstacy as the cool moistness slides into our warmth exploding delecasies surround us, drinking the last drops, not cold .... Not hot. .....drink....Darling drink (c) Glen Harris March 2011