Warm, Wet and Blue

 
(......to Phoebus Memories past)
 
 
 
the far corners of a desolate isle
waters clear, calm and blue
you spread wide,
on top of me
me deep inside of you
 
low tide rolling gently in and out
tickling our blessed union of souls
in a place where
fools rush in
and  breakers roll
 
nature's symphony,
the ocean, gulls
and scintillating moans
lilting waves overtake our bodies
weightless,  
we simply float on......
 
…..erotique
 
a moment wrapped
in sensual bliss
cool waters tingle intimately
love made, soft lips kiss
bodies blending
into sandy shores....
 
…..drifting into the
the abyss of
deep carnal memories
 
blue, wet and warm