My mind wanders in directions un-chosen.
Visions of us, as in a dream,
lying on a downy comforter
upon the white sands.
Gazing into your hazel eyes
you are propped on one elbow.
Your fingers are outlining my lips
with your free hand,
as you grin at me.
A cool breeze blows across us;
salty.  I can taste and smell it.
I have escaped reality.

Hearing the waves crashing behind
us I encircle your neck with
my arms and pull your face
close to mine.
Our eyes are locked in a sensual stare.
Your grin disappears as our lips
meet for the first time.
Our kisses grow urgent and I am full
of desire for you...

Suddenly the shrill ringing of the phone
causes me to leap from my chair.
Shaking my head, I smile.
Reality is back... and the beach is gone.