natures 1st gift to us/interlude 1

technology seeps from this mind in the same way
beauty from his skin, completely naturally
a laugh that incites laughter to follow
tendrils of gold drape cheekbones that are pefectly
structured around red-wine lips with plumpness that dare me
to kiss them.
I did!
under a full moon
exchanges of comparable existences
sand as our chair
no need for a blanket
we wrap around each other for warmth
hearts beating together
lips pressed
hands holding
the glow of the moon brightens and we dance away
telling the ocean good night
it crashes back
we drive and park
Unstoppable, your hands, my speedo
my face, your thighs
mounting our beginnings.