Silent symphony....in the stillness of time

Bright afternoon sun tearing through tall trees

Sounds of nature abound in the stillness of time

Branches waggle

Silent symphony of intoxicated leaves

Glass of wine shivers atop the rickety table

Beads of sweat erupt

The patio chair moans

His weight is on me

My left hand is ready to rip off the arm rest

Fingers dug deep into his skin

Heaving chests

Drops of sweat falling

The passion and the fray

Lips breathless and busy

The yearning soars

And then it ends

Bodies collapse

Sounds of nature abound in the stillness of time.......

The spirit is afloat, a lingering moment of joy....

July 4, 2010

11pm. Tel Aviv.

This evening.

Beach.

Warm waters of the Mediterranean Sea.

The coastline glitters.

The gentle caress of the smooth sea breeze.

The sand below our sprawled bodies.

Heels dug deep into the moist sand.

My right hand clasped in her hands next to her heaving bosom.

Souls appear out of darkness, pass by us and get swallowed by darkness beyond.

Stars twinkle in the skies above.

Waves sneek up to us, kiss our unsuspecting toes and scuttle back into the watery oblivion.

The spirit is afloat.....