Transport me to mecca,
This idyllic place
Reverting back to childhood dreams
When all was possible
And could be redeemed
Far detached from man’s global stress
His reaching, achieving futile fame
Impressed by numbers, legends, names
I have my purpose, I need no other
I caress her body, my soul recovers
On Midnight streets, along curving shore
Moonbeams dance as they seduce the waves
Combining with colors both ivory and pure
An ethereal garden, her elegant allure
From surface above we survey below
The ocean’s religion, the haunting night chill
Floating leviathans, passionate waves
As lovers and beggars, with their fortune and chance
Pass by the moon, with its slivered romance
With ambrosia consumed, I reach for her fingers
Together we hold, as each kiss still lingers
A mixture of desire, thoughts intense living present
A crescendo of nature, a sacred glorious hour
What else could import, no news could matter
Her beauty dictates, her spirit delivers
All else is extraneous, inconsequential chatter
The Sea surges madly, as stars lit by heaven
Travel their distance, on a journey forever
On Moonlit sheets we now rest together
I indulge my passion, my incessant desire
For her immaculate body, her exotic rhythm
She beckons, I surrender
I lose semblance of name
Ego dies, walls removed
She conquers my world
And I enter her temple
No thoughts to impede, no logic to persuade
This flow of emotion, this transcendent night
She grants me my freedom, she delivers the promise
Of God’s ancient gift, the potential, the reason
Later I awake, still breathing her air
Her tender perfection waiting and bare
I patiently wait, as time disappears
With her arms wrapped around me
And mine around hers
I look once more as she opens her eyes
And happily, peacefully retreat back to sleep