The Promise

She stood by the window,
Gazing below.
The sun’s first rays,
Making her glow.

Her warmth at his side,
He opened his eyes.
And caught her reflection,
From the membrane of glass.

Her lips bright red,
Against the backdrop of sea.
Like a round hull in full sail,
On a journey of dreams.

If only,
He could keep the moment still,
And greet the desires from her depths and will.
If only.