© By: Richard L. King
Bright orange clouds fade slowly to amber
a light fog settles in
….dusk takes over.
There’s a slight chill in the air.
The smell of the sea permeates his nostrils
as the sounds reverberate in his ears,
accentuating the distant, yet distinct, island music.
The best of Mother Nature’s beauty
peers at him over the rim of his glass.
….the candle flickers from a faint breeze
….and she smiles.
.…A distant balladeer brings them back to the moment
….conversation has been minimal
as their eyes soak in the beauty.
“….More wine?” ….he asks.
“We could watch the fishermen unloading
and cleaning their catch”
“….but honestly, I have better suggestions.
….perhaps a walk along the beach?
….Maybe a carriage ride?
….If you’d care to dance,
there’s a trio performing in the lounge.
….My room has a fully stocked bar
and a large balcony overlooking the coastline.
.…the night lights make for a fantastic view
and the stereo has all the greatest tunes.
….room service is exquisite….
Course, if you’d prefer, I’ll take you home.”
….and again, she smiles.
silently floating on gossamer wings
… she reaches for the key card
as her eyes momentarily hold his
.…and he smiles.
Gramps use’ta say
About: Life’s Lessons
“The key to a long, healthy relationship…
…never mention her weight.”