A fantasy walk--

 
My feet against the fine white sand       
In its struggle to feel every single grain that touches them   
     
My  soul adrift with the warm tropical breezes       
Letting them kiss me and touch me all over     
     
My mind heaving, soaring and roaring     
with the wild and rough current of the sea     
     
Still a bit crazy from the memories of last night--     
(the way you rock me in the ocean of blankets     
deep down to the core of my womb...)     
     
Making me blush like a school girl
In love for the first time     
While we walk, holding hands     
     
Indifferent to the desolation of the sea,       
the time and the world...     
     
As the envious waves wipe-out your footsteps and mine     
on the surface of this seeminly endless sand     
     
Today, I permanently etched--     
at the bottom of my heart...