Soothing In the Park

As we approached could hear the ripples
ducks and geese playing in the lake.
Fish catching insects making splashes
massaging our minds with figure eights.

Standing like a sentry over the park
the old limestone bridge, so lovely
Creating historical images
making senses rise to bubbly.

A certain breathlessness
engulfs those who allow the essence.
Never running out of pleasure
joy is not allowed obsolesence.

The sounds and scents of the park
people passing by on bikes or foot,
all sharing a similar pleasure
emotions stirringly put.

My senses rise to a crescendo
walkng next to her in the park.
The aura around her enhances me
keeping an ever lit sensual spark.

Del Cano 2007 June