Waves swell and crash...
A slow building pressure...
A gentle kiss on the neck
at just the right moment
that is blinding...
Familiar places are no longer familiar...
Brain chemicals flood the bloodstream...
The tide goes out...
*
And the tide rolls back in...
A first kiss that is devastatingly perfect...
Sunset by the water...
Turtles staring up through the surface
anticipating more...
A body buzz that fades in
before the trip takes hold
of the mind...
Anticipating, again...
The tide goes out...
*
And the tide rolls back in...
Clothes shed like leaves in the fall...
Perfection beneath probing
hands, lips, and other things...
Joined like dragonflies
in flight during copulation...
Spinning nearly out of control...
Groaning steel frames...
Gossamer wings...
Just one drop
of blood...
The tide goes out...
*
And the tide rolls back in...
Holding each other all night
on a steel framed cot...
Camping indoors under warm fleece...
Flesh to flesh
and dreaming...
A slow simmering boil...
Waiting for the sunrise...
Rising to the dawn....
And the sweet release of pheromones...
Musk and ambergris...
Honey and cream...
Soft, warm,
helplessly sinking under the warm saline...
Breathing underwater...
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