I am Don

and this too shall pass

Contemplating

Contemplating, creating, waiting,

For something to arise,

This perfect paradise ,

Which I visualize.

 

So silky, satin, slowly flowing,

Effervescent sun.

Dunes ebbing, dribbling dew,

The morning has begun.

Scintillating luminescence,

Glowing in the sand.

Water streaming, softly floating,

Hand in hand.

Steamy droplets dripping down,

Tasted on my tongue; divine.

Lascivious touching, loving you,

So luscious, so fine.

Serene omnipotent ecstasy,

Sleeping in your arms,

Utterly satisfied, so content,

Perfect in it’s simplicity.