By the Sea

 

The ocean waves clutch kelp
Its sea water crashes the rocks
But what if the sea crashes?
I don’t notice,
Because next to drifted wood
On blanket covered sands
Sets my naked lover
And she smiles at me

So what if seagulls cry
And the sea murmurs,
Against its rippled sand
I’m not listening.
Her whisper in my ear
That’s what I want to hear

Her mouth lingering,
Wet against my neck
Her lips parting, caressing
With little sighs of touch
My fingers along her valley’s curve
Making gentle quivers, anticipations
She tightens with excitement
She flows for me

And she says
Baby, I need you, engulf me
Submerge underneath with me
Cover me with your nakedness
I want all of your ecstasy
Pleading for me,
To pursue her innerness
Follow her estuary

The sea rumbles
I don’t notice.
I only want to hear
The sound my lover

She cries out
Don't stop. Don't stop!
Her nails are scratching,
She's biting against my chest
Her needs long for me,
They overwhelmed me
I’m overpowered, so overcome
It’s breathtaking. I can only surrender.
Her hair, the soft touch of her arch
The sounds of exhilaration
Our body's tight with crescendo
Together collapsing,
There’s nothing else.

Waves thunder
The sea crashes
I don’t hear them.
Only her breath,
On my face

Closing waves
Raising tides
Water covered feet
I don’t notice.
Only her breath,
On my face





By the Sea is the PG rated version of Who Cares about the Fucking Sea at  http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/15597/