For The Magpietales. Pic The Meal Beach, Burra Isles, Shetland by Robin Gosnall
Translucent sun
falls on crests
mirrored
perfection
cascading marshmallows
across parched grains
with thirst
swallow eagerly
I lay with you
watching the mountains
spellbinding
tranquil
glass waters
never brittle
silken alluring
crystalline
our bodies
intertwine alone
this deserted
paradise
we ride the
crest of our own wave
the sun hits your back
tumbling waves
our orchestra
the only
meal I need
is
you