By it dosent matter
Date: 10 December 2000
embrace
slow rush sound
curling sigh
breathe ocean
lapping bye
flash white
then filled in
step after step
together we grin
lips lifted high
in kiss we live
passions climb
this love we give
seagull cry
this moon lit night
damn this is sick
ook re think
every breeze on this moon lit night
caresses like a lover
heated yet cooled on every touch
leaving promises of heaven
waves slow curl sifting sighs
moon so full blushing light
steps leaving trails across the sand
flesh craving the cool water
giving ones self to base desire
clothes litter cross the strand
nights calm air kissing skin
bare to the world as one came in
running to the embrace of the water
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