The perfect getaway

I woke up to the cool breeze,
To find him on the bed's crease.
The sun started to play on his face,
The air began to way down the place.
I mulled over this perfect holiday
Where technology is banned,
When we decided to pamper ourselves
Reviving our newly-wed plans.

After years of monotony,
We seem to blend in well.
But as we unwound for the day,
We found that the zing was truly dull.

Idea struck at once,
Packed our bags in a jiffy.
Sent our little angels to granny 's
And we to discover the perfect getaway.

Now, here I am, caressing his hair
Sipping hot caffeine while waiting for our order.
Breaking the fast, we hit the road
and ran until the guilt of our buttery morning got bored.
We headed back to our cottage,
Tempting to call and check on the juniors,
Refraining from the ban,
we cosied up to a sensuous plan.

Lunch beckoned, we were lazing still,
Finally got out to explore the little fishing town.
Ate at a small inn, and even had him buy me a gown.
The day passed by swiftly, we forgot our watches .
The sun's dance got over, setting into chilly wet prances.
The haven beckons yet again, the tired eyes wanted some sleep,
Only before we curled up to the fire, and sent our radar down the steep.


The couple of days were just enough,
We promised we'd do it again.
Real life calls again, but we couldn't stop grinning again and again.
The perfect getaway worked wonders,
With it revealing a newer us...
The feeling of euphoria still sweeps us,
Reckoning every solar revolution to make our new world rotations.