The yacht drifts slow on a molten sea/

The yacht drifts slow on a molten sea/ As daylight softens, warm and free/ The sun sinks low in amber fire/ Painting the sky with quiet desire/ The sun leans low, a burning crown/, Painting the waves as it settles down/ Beside me, a beautiful woman stands/ Wind teasing her hair, her heart in my hands/ Her laughter blends with the whispers of the sea/ A soft reminder of how free we can be/ Champagne light glows on her sun-kissed skin/ As the day exhales and the night draws in/ The horizon blushes, colors orange and pinks/breeze caressing her hair as our eyes links/ Conversation we share are precious as Pearls/ The yacht, the sunset, the Moments Feels like the center of the world. 🌅🛥️