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 white silky sand-enjoying the cosmos and thinking this is a gift from the gods that we will always treasure.