World Peace

She was; on the beach,  
on Molly, on him.  
She teased  
that he looked like  
a Greek Deity/ Rolling Stone  
hybrid.  
He believed  
in her sweetness  
in such a way  
that he wondered  
if she wasn't the answer  
to world peace.    
She looked up from  
his thigh, her pillow,  
enchantedly saying,  
"If we ever fall in love,  
I hope it feels precisely  
like this."  
He smiles at her notion  
and she smiles at his smile.    
Somewhere, The Gods,
they smile at the both of them.