Through the newly-opened window,
warm air, fresh with new peach blossoms,
slides across your skin.
Late-afternoon warmth of you
mingled with me joins behind my nose
until the scent of flower petals will forever link
my brain instantly to us.
The slanted, daylight-saved sun
casts your langorous limbs in gold
I hold my breath to watch yours,
steadily moving the sun-limned hairs
on the arm that holds you to my heart.