Love, Naturally

Our lips softly touch, two-to-two, making a quiet, almost imperceptible sound... leaves, red and brown, skittering across the ground, windblown and crinkly. You turn your face where I can see it no more, laying your head on my shoulder, your hair playing lightly across my face in the evening breeze... sparrow feathers ruffled and puffed in the cool wind of after-rain. Then, as you fall asleep beside me, breathing long, warm breaths on my arm, I lie there, exploring the nape of your neck with gentle fingers, until my hand falls sleepily to your shoulder and my eyes slowly close, leaving all conscious presence of you behind... leafy shadows on a twilight lagoon, continuing their patterns throughtout the moonlit night.