The ocean can have a magnetic power if one listens to its silent calling.Just ask the couple that was walking hand in hand in the frothy waves on a hot August night.They heard the oceans sensual calling and added an erotic undertone of
their own.

Come with me on a moonlight walk my nubian queen,

let us walk hand in hand on a moon light kissed beach.

There is no need for a fancy dress or even high heels,

your brand new orange bikini and sandals will do just

fine.

****

Come walk with me while the moon is still high in the

sky,

its faint orange light will make sure that we do not

fall.

Let the moons distant rays show us the way to the

hidden caverns,

we can lay our blankets down to make passionate

love later.

****

Both of us can walk barefoot in the incoming tides,

then stop and watch as the tides go out once again.

It leaves behind a few stray starfish and  colored shells,

the starfish is thrown back but the shells is our personal

souvenir.

****

Your new orange bikini clearly reveals that you are all

woman,

it barely covers up very supple breasts and rounded

hips.

The oceans fine cool mist hits your near naked body,

making your soft ebony skin shimmer in the moonlight.

****

Let us take a long cool swim before we return to our

hidden cavern,

let me steal a passionate kiss while I explore your

dampened body.

Watch as your long dark hair gets tangled in the

seaweed,

but never worry my love for I will gently pick all of

it out later.

****

The distant moon gives the cavern an erotic glow,

your wet bikini and my swim trunks are soon lost .

An erotic kiss is all it takes to start an out of control

fire,

we bare no shame as we explore the others body

thoroughly.

****

The promised storm hits as we are making passionate

love,

the thunder and lightening matches our erotic tempo.

Again and again me and you come together in erotic

ecstasy,

the distant thunder and lightening is the background

orchestra for us.

****

We lay quietly together as the promised storms slowly

subsides,

I kiss your bruised lips again and pick the seaweed from

your hair.

A soft I love you is heard as the oceans wave crash

together,

the promised storm starts up again as you say I

love you to.

****

We make love once again as the storm runs its

natural course,

the early morning sun comes up with a final swim

in the ocean.

One final kiss and hug is sought before we have to

go to work,

making future plans to visit the ocean and its hidden

caverns once again.

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Comments (10)
  • Cyni1106 on Jul 19, 2011

    Very well done, thanks for the share!

  • CA Johnson on Jul 19, 2011

    This is a romantic poem. Thanks for sharing.

  • Christine Ramsay on Jul 20, 2011

    A very romantic piece. The ocean can definitely do that for you.

  • Lord Banks on Jul 20, 2011

    excellent piece very romantic! what out for the sand in certain places it chaffs! LB

  • Wherner5 on Jul 20, 2011

    A great long and romantic poem. Your picture accentuates the feeling and mood very well. Great share.

  • erwinkennythomas on Jul 21, 2011

    A v. passionate poem! I like it!

  • AlexiaJ on Jul 22, 2011

    Amazing!

  • PruandMe on Aug 12, 2011

    ok, now I’m wishing I lived near a beach with a cavern and a thunderstorm on the horizon and a lover at my side.

  • T. S. Lewis on Sep 7, 2011

    :)

  • abshekhzz on Nov 10, 2011

    Nice post thanks for the sharing with us .. :)

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