sangria-lime glow.

the air smelled of rose,
honey, sunblock and wet lawns.
if a there was a color to describe the moment..
it would be coral, rose and lime green.
everything was a daze...in a midst of fog.
the energy was intense yet what ive only dared to dream.
my heart beating fast in my chest.
i could feel my blood pulsing.
i was relaxed yet nervous.
i could hear the crickets chirrping and the
frogs talking.
i heard your voice faint...getting closer.
you were laughing. i could tell you were
happy.
i laid there in the rose colored ambiance.
could still taste the sweet
lingering sangria on my
lips.
the lights from the flame flickerd.
your voice grew closer and louder.
i could hear your footsteps.
i waited.
not expecting.
the williow trees shook in
grace and love.
you found me.
i sat there. silent.
staring into your eyes.
gold specks were floating in
the space
between us.
not knowing where we were headed.
i sensed your energy.
you were beautiful.
we were beautiful.
electric.
your face reflected the soft blue light
from the swimming pool.
we were still.
you.
me.
us.
the moon.
words did not exist.
time was false.
the only thing that
was real.
was the summer energy
of love and lust.
no second guessing.
no mind.
just pure actions.
flow.
we kissed. your lips
were soft.
as pillows.
you smelled of cotton candy and
tasted like
lime.
our
bare, summer skin brushing eachother.
we were no age.
no identity.
just pure love.
pure. movement.
nothing less.
nothing more.
the only thought that crossed our
minds was
why it took
us so long
to realize
this.
no expectations for
future. the
future did not
exist.
present moment.
was all that was.
the stars smiled down
on us.
relieved that
no more wishes would be
asked.
they had granted
the wish
that had been
asked
many times over.
the glow of the
night still lives
in me.