On The Shores Of A Natural Woman.


On the shores of a natural woman -(Summer 2004


Miss D. Ocean

I long for her
like a woman
I cherish
I miss already
the warm hollows
where she let me lay,
and the way she moved
against me, pulling
and pushing me into
her salty sprays,
and the blue azure
of her wide eyes,
and how she urged me
float in the cradle
of her undulations,
I can still taste her tang,
and oh the depths
I went to in her,
touching her bottom
with my fingers gripping
her flowing arched impulses
as she expelled
and then grasped me
over and over....
the sun glowing
warm on us,
the cries of the gulls
matching her fervent whispers,
and my gasps for air.

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