Gold on the Water

Cool breeze rushes across the terrace

Straw hat tilted against the midday sun

I check my watch, no need for hurry

Just another hour until the day is done

A glass of ice clinks in the crystal

The water mimics sapphire in the light

Everything here moves with intention

Setting the stage for the coming night

Gold on the water, velvet on my skin

Taking my time, let the pleasure begin

No rush to follow, no place to be

Just this melody holding on to me

High above the shore, turning around

The perfect rhythm that I finally found

Strolling slow past the white linen curtains

The garden smells of jasmine and sweet pear

Soft heels clicking on the polished marble

I feel the salt lingering in my hair

Conversations drip like paper sailboats

Floating past the edge of the deep blue bay

I'm perfectly content to keep my secrets

And let the hours simply drift away

Gold on the wire

Velvet on my skin

Taking my time

Let the leisure begin

No rush to follow

No place to be

Just this melody

Holding on to me

High above the shore

Turning around

The perfect rhythm

That I finally found

Lazy time, just the sun and the wine

Everything is fine, moving in my own design