Bodies at Peace on the Shore

There is a moment behind locked doors  
When decisions of consequence are made  
We both knew there would be no return  
Our threshold of lust had been crossed  
 
When I entered your receiving vessel  
Both of our lives left the shore  
Waves of passion not meant to be tamed  
Tossed our bodies to and fro in a raging wind
 
It began with a rush of wetness and heat  
At the base of my jaw it flowed ever down  
Through my trunk as I swayed  
That burning narrowed into one shaft of light  
 
That shaft you’d warmed wet with your mouth  
Now pumped deep inside of your richness
At the moment determined by ocean waves  
It thrust all that I am into all that you are
 
The waves then subside and the storm is no more
Our bodies fold in peace on the shore
Thankful for the giving and receiving of love