best days

You know, honey 
you are the ocean 
waves and the sand 
they lap throughout 
all my days. I remain 
on a blanket, right 
next to yours. I wake 
up hot pink in the sun, 
and adored. And so
are you!

So we'll both leap up,
plunge and cavort in waves
like your curls, 'til the sun
cools off. Let us just lie here 
hot, salty and soft.

You can trail your hand on my chest
and cough. I will look sidelong sly,
with a wink and a shrug, and a smile
and a laugh 

from a long way off, but
this moment will last, and 
I think what comes next 

is enough.