Sitting across the table
Sharing a quiet moment,
Tasting liquid goodness
From one steamy cup.

Staring at her face,
Hoping to catch a glimpse
Within her thoughts
Tempted by imaginations.

Following the trail,
Paved by her touch,
Along smooth ceramic lines
Shaping our momentary bliss.

Listening to the chaos
Outside; the comfort of
A sanctuary forged by
Two beating hearts.

Oblivious to the sun
Setting beneath the horizon;
Souls cuddling within enchantment
Surrounded by the night.

Published by David W. Jones

David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television. View all posts by David W. Jones