Boat

In my little boat,
we are just the two of us
chasing the sun spots
on the silent gray lake,
the surface moved like
a fragile wings of butterfly
Your arms kissed from sun
embracing mine -
while our legs splashing
the cool mirrored water;

We are in our deep cocoon
as two birds without words
we don`t have to speak
just in the space is love,

I touch your warm fingers,
you caress my curls -
On my little boat
just you and me,
my brother...

© nina nour
--- June 014