Two lovers

Two lovers
Sitting together side by side
At the farthest end
Of the wooden jetty
Heading to the ocean.

Morning sun has showered
Cascade of gold on every thing
The sky, the ocean, the clouds
All are painted in pure gold
Their silhouette is painted in it.

Distinct, separate from the world
Mingled in each other
So much lost in one another
Its hard to they are
Two separate beings, not one.

I stood their watched them for a while
Then I turned away with a smile
Thinking I should not disturb
That pure, serene sunrise
Under the gorgeous, golden sky.