Beach Wakings

         a waking to you . . .
                the horizon splashed with the crimson of a new day,
                   as we sink deeper in the soon-white sand

            memories created on a midnight shore,
                 starting with a plume carving through
                       a slivered beckoning moon.

            the tourists are not here yet--only us,
                dawning together in your summer sun--
                      embraces in a season out of time . . .
                a night well spent in a long-sought caress.