Trance of Tranquility

His eyes were Caribbean ocean,  
in my heart explosions,  
lapping at the vast shore of my soul's potion.  
Lightning striking  
A lustfulness spiking.  
The soft foam of the warm ocean  
took a sweet toll of commotion.  
Mesmerized.
Hypnotized.  
His eyes were a trance of tranquility.  
With specs of sun shining ease.  
Did I want or need you more?  
Your hand on the handle of desire's door.  
Inside was a yearn galore.  
A sweet summon to intricately  
and ever so intimately explore.