Sunday Love Pt. 1

Sun giving chase to the solitary moon 
feels too soon
for my heart to take flight 
at the end of the night, 
when I wake to you bathed
in the rays of light flooding our bedroom. 

With one hand holding your face
a gentle kiss on your lips I place,
before beginning the next dream cycle.

Legs entangled
hearts racing down the highway of our love, 
skin glistening,
sweat dripping, 
breaths quickening, 
orchestra rising, 
we dance, 

 to the music of the gods.