A beautiful, blue sky day.
A few clouds smiled,
Nodding as they floated away.
The waves fell onto the shore.
Glissing notes in harmony,
Hooked on the feeling, wanting more.

She looked up at me and said…
Be my lazy Sunday afternoon.
Cool your troubled mind,
Surrender willingly.
Everything’s here you’ll find,
Hold me closely.

I heard her whisper…
Be my late night lullaby.
Starry skies overhead,
We’re inside the fantasy,
Twinkling above my bed,
Kiss me slowly.

Be my early morning sunrise.
Dive into my addiction,
Caress me gently.
Floating away on the emotion,
Fall in love with me.
She asked while humming a soft melody

Sipping on the horizon, she placed her hand on mine. Turning her head to the side, she said…

…Be my midday surprise.
Kissing you just so,
You’ve never felt this magic.
Bewitch your soul,
Never been touched like this.

Be my fragrant,
Rose petal shower,
Kiss me slowly,
Late grows the hour,
Caress me gently.

Be my everything.
Yet linger,
Hold me closely.
Stay with me forever,
Be my eternity.
Fall deeply in love with me.

Yeah,
That’s what she said…
Carried away on the melody from a seashell,
Caught just right by the breeze,
Counting petals on flowers,
While we looked out at the ocean.

by malakhai jonezs
(c)copyright 2016

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