Rapture

We watch Apollo paint the horizon and disappear into the water
while walking hand in hand on a remote, pristine beach.
Civilization is a faint light in the distance-just out of reach.

Strolling sky clad-our bodies are being caressed
and invigorated by Neptune's cool sea breeze.
As the moon goddess illuminates the dusk
and ascends to her throne in the heavens-
we are captivated by the moonlight in each other's eyes
and are instantly drawn together like magnets.
Lost in a gaze, we become intertwined like beach wood
and drop to our knees.

Time is of no concern-for we are in a realm of the gods-
where years are like days.
Being fueled by the spirits of fire
our yearning ignites into a blaze.

Overcome with passion-
like ocean to beach-we experience wave after wave of pleasure.
Embraced by each other-we lie on the warm silky white sand-
Enjoying the cosmos and thinking this is a gift from the gods
that we will always treasure.