burnished tan, strolling sands; rumbling surf's break into thoughts; I smile, as waves land, in its mist I see a man; beckoning, watery hands; touch in teasing drizzles, cascades upon countenance.  caressing shorelines curvature, ebbing back out to sea; in tangent whispers come to me.  and I follow, as surf laps against open peninsula.

Summertime Surf

E vening sunsets cast its glow across waters
M idnight hues, as flamed embers flicker in
B rown almond eyes gazing upon the horizon's
E thereal beauty, whispering delicately into
R eceding tides misty foam as red embers drift inot the horizon

Evening Sunset

with his eyes he asked me to fill his heart with song; 
I kissed his eyelids and hummed a tune in reverberating 
murmur that glided down the chords of his soul. 

fingered caresses brought music to his ears, consuming
him within cupidities melodious ache; embracing love's 
unspoken ballad, surrendering to its mellifluous song of
affirmation.

Unspoken Melody

his allure dangles with baited gazes,
eyes uncover tangent wetness;
slipping into black laced fishnets,
teasing with velvet lips of love.

bait slippery but, firmly hooked in place,
thoughts throb, swollen senses float;
swallowing absorbed scents into inebriation,
bathing flickered bud in teased longing.

softly in burbling sighs, temperatures rise,
against eddying swirls, landing in his crewel basket

Reeling Hooks

like fine gossamer, flitting in a breeze;
he passes through gauzy fibers of my
character; as if, a disembodied spirit
of my soul; unclothing mind stitch by
stitch, unravelling folds of my essence
in the mist of his wake, aching to feel
articulative breath caress me within
tendril'd hues of him and I, binding us
in shades of prussian blue; in haze of
thoughts I watch our life in shades of you.

Shades of You

he laid me bare upon the countryside
of barren ground; splayed like frost
and winter's breeze solidifies sweet
ambrosia's sap to hibernate, stripping
warmth from limbs naked of leaves
coveting night; seducing day for
sunshine-winding myself-within its rays
like twining ivy reaching skyward, fore,
upon this landscape I'm a gift to 
his earth; as my roots become my temple.

goddessofsensuality