laying on
sand beds.
gazing at
blackened sky sheets.
trying to
taste a word
you haven't heard before.
savor...
some flavor
residing on dormant buds.
and if you can't
exhale the words you chase.
massage the thoughts right out
lend yourself a helping hand
and let the ocean winds
rake it back and forth.
body canvas
expertly caressed
with paintbrush fingers.
the expert painter -
messing with her palette
dipping into color swirls that linger...
bows from violins -
guided back and fro.
gliding in and back.
melodies unfurling -
purest notes escape your lips.
resonate across the sea
until your hips
emit a chorus harmony.
and you pour onto the sand.
merge every grain between your thighs
into a moistened heap.
sticky caramel - seeps.
finds a trail across the beach.
trickling down
from overflowing honey hives.
juices finding
sandy paths to shore
until a wavy sheet creeps up -
blankets all your passion droplets into seas once unexplored...
bottom lip
dressed with indentations
from a tooth
unwilling to veil its sensation.
curling toes
lightly raking granules -
while a hand
withdrawing from its panel
comes undone - exposed
dripping with the storm you channeled.
one with body...
one with mind...
one with all the oceans
that you find inside
through just a brush.
liquid emotions
drizzle out...
thinnest line -
of soaked grains
paints a darkened path
up the way it came.
collects at base
in ecstasy heaps.
below your core
while you lay down
an aching, naked back
upon the sand
and fantasize yourself to sleep once more.