Shore Play

Oceans lovingly lap the shore
Like a tongue strokes clitoral flesh
With caresses ladies adore
For stoking their desires afresh.
 
Thusly spring will slowly arrive  
In a nod of tropic pleasure
Where hidden coves will come alive
To snatch another wayward treasure,
 
For love is flotsam, and jetsam...lust
Amid the pearls and their essence
Which nature left in Poseidon's trust,
And Aphrodite's acquiescence;
 
That quiz wherein men learn to cram
Their pearls into her bearded clam!