RipplesA Poem by Twisted Words (Tom)salt the sea? really Tom?
My hair dances in breezes across my face
As her body once moved for my eyes The sun lays its heat against my chest As her body would press with such blaze Peeking around privacy of sunglasses Sunrise greets with a smile as hers Ocean's mist decorates my enlivened skin Thoughts of her playful grip on my lust The waves wash over me relentlessly I again know the rocking of hips The tide gives a pull and I feel her wet spray Which draws me from smooth curves of the sand In waters deep, I approach edge of her mouth... Salt the sea in recall of her kiss And pray ripples stroke her, through love's great abyss © 2013 Twisted Words (Tom) |
StatsAuthorTwisted Words (Tom)NJAboutI write just for fun. Mostly personal stuff. I enjoy taking my feelings/thoughts and spinning them into something creative and interesting. There is variety and I try not to bore you. I hate.. more..Writing
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