The coals in the grill
are still glowing
radiating heat
in ever smaller circles.
The smell of food
is still lingering,
scenting the air
with dissipating flavours.

Empty bottles of wine and beer
are still on the table,
allowing the clutter
with happy laziness.

Conversations and laughter
are slowly dying down
in a mutual feeling of
tired contentment .

You put your arms around me.

This is time well spent,
this is what I treasure.

©  november child
in response to Developing Your Eye – Day 8 – Treasure
 photo taken with Samsung Galaxy A7 (and yes, I love Scrabble)