Summer sun bakes our

Skin to golden bronze

And you turn and rest

Your body so lazily against mine

My fingers comb through

Your free, wild, ravenous hair

Heavy lids sink over

Emerald green eyes,

And I feel you sigh.

Caressing your soft skin

With loving touches,

The ones you need,

The genuine ones,

You look so at peace

You seem so at ease

Like a stormy sea

Finally calmed.