Sublime summer evenings,
Discreet liasions over a chilled glass of wine
Cool evening breezes wafting over spent trysts of space and time
Stands still among memories of tangled limbs
Listening to the dimming sounds of a city slowing down for the night
Darkness deepens as the sound of water playing at a distant shore
Beckens you to come back for more
Lazy days and summer evenings blur together with memories in a dream of a fabled land of sun playing on the water
A faint whisper spoken here as a fine breath graced the locking of lips, so when he opened his eyes
Did he see a myth or the mere suggestion of promises yet to come? | 
