Oh, the Fourth of July in the sultry Florida heat!

Passion, anticipation; a day to remember.

A chance to live, a means to escape the confines of polite society.

We laugh and splash in our secret spot.

 

Nothing cools the fire as temperatures rise,

melting away all reason, all inhibition.

The slick water turns skin to silk; we savor each caress.

The fire burns strong in his eyes and reflects back in mine.

 

Alone in Eden, a stolen moment to treasure!

Here we put aside the masks, the pretending,

the game we play with the world.

Nothing held back, no reason to hide our obsession.

 

He spreads the blanket on the ground

surrounded by a canopy of trees.

With Southern Comfort on ice

we explore, discover, entice; the shadows stretch and darken.

 

Oh, the fireworks on the Fourth of July!

Soaring, bursting, exploding! We’re overwhelmed! Amazed!

The bright flashes, the million patterned stars.

We fly as high and drift back to earth, entwined in a languid embrace.

 

No words are shared as we lie there

watching the sky burst with stunning lights where we just soared together.