Feel it.
The warmth 
penetrating through your body.
Smell it.
The freshness
of morning dew where we lay.

Taste it.
The sweetness of love's reality.
Breath it.
*sigh* So relaxing.
So pure.
So wonderfully alive.

Look up.
See the clouds, white, soft,
enveloping the blueness of the sky.
Praise it.
The glory is in our grasp.

Now please hold me.
Look into my eyes
and experience it all 
through somebody that loves you.

Copyright ©... Petra Stone, (Australia)