beautiful form,
the sun,
shining on collar bones,
the beach close,
but not close enough
for the time I have.
the beast
chews up coconuts,
and we crack open
the core,
drinking the liquid inside.
I could
watch her laugh
for a spell of forever,
and as we move
to the front yard
to take photos,
we sneak hands
and kitchen kisses.
we wonder
if our friends know,
and while I assume
they have to know,
I don't care,
because eventually
we will have to yell it,
and my scream will be accompanied
by gratitude.