Sweetness.
I see
butterscotch evenings,
blue sky honied with amber-cream,
last light frothing waves
as sea\'s olive coverlet changes
to caramel-sepia.
I see
twilight blush streaking,
drab dusk striped in humbug-tints,
pink cheeks to match sun
as sinking in cherry-lip memories
it paints clandestine scenes.
I see
Treacle-soft times sealing
fate\'s hue in sugared vows, trying
each offered treasure
of sun-down discovery, zealously
sharing mutual feelings.
I see
Chocolate-smooth dreaming
invade ever-after, held closely
those covert secrets
best kept on beaches made tasty
by first love\'s extra sweetness.