The sun is warm on my legs as I lie gazing.
Over me a tree's green children are playing
on branches in rythm with the wind.
The blue sky is their backdrop.
You are resting upon me so surrendered,
Our bodies melted.
My hand rises over your arms' horizon,
the tips of my fingernails becoming sparkling crescent moons.
I watch magical moonrise after moonrise.
I feel a blissful peace
and realise
So much of the rest of my life is in pursuing a moment
just like this,
A moment surreal
So real
Where all is complete
It is perfect
Timeless