Sea of Ecstasy

on my finger she melts
soft satin smelts
as careful kisses pelt
where her stockings tore

pockets of pastry pond pour
where it was dripping before

a strobing poem
when candles blown
by soft moans
that waft like exotic feathers

to my mind where they tether  
in my cells forever

I dip my oar
row offshore
heading for
the Sea of Ecstasy...