Shadows sweep slowly
The sun dials the time
We stretch out the morning
Count the hours by its climb
As if from a distance
I hear the pulse of the sea
Rhythm of your breathing
Lying next to me
On this slow summer's day
Cool condensation
On a bottle of wine
Jewelled beads of sweat
As they roll down your spine
Tang of the salt smell
The breeze carries in
Sweet smell of coconut
Perfuming your skin
On this slow summer's day
Soft through my fingers
The trickle of sand
Warm on my arm
The caress of your hand
Sweet taste of Sangria
From leisurely sips
Like drops of nectar
Clinging to your lips
On this slow summer's day