This moment

laying down

pulling the covers up.

Eyes expand

to the ocean’s horizon.

Laughing really really hard.

The crunch of

sparkling snow

with each step.

Crème brulee.

A hidden brook’s

mountain sound.

A tiny hand

holding mine.

Deep red velvet

Hips shakin’ to the song,

hand stirrin’ the sauce pot.

That luscious hug.

Pine scent

throughout the house.

Everyone around the table,

conversations

in all directions.

Break open

the treasure pomegranate.

Sunlight

caressing my face.

Your voice to my ear.

This moment

awake,

not yet moving,

in the warmth

of a good night’s rest.