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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