A night fit for arabian kings
Gold goblets filled with the drink of love
Spices, cinammon sticks, colourful peppers, peaches,
fill my mouth.

plumes of smoke erupt from my nostrils
Like dragons from old times passed
Memories of life fill the sweet watermelon air
as the hubbly bubbly gurgles
People walk by unaware of the beauty
that hovers in this moment

Two lovers locked in an eternal embrace
Becoming intoxicated with each breath
Falling deeper in rich red 
Sofly laying in velvet
Swirling down just limbs....one 
Richness of life, the richness of us
forever yours in that moment