Wet Temptation
The sand beneath us
as our lips touch
with the taste of
salty brine.
The tide’s temptation
causing us to embrace
without a care.
As the gentle
summer breeze
caresses our bodies
soaked from the sea,
and our own
heated flow.
The way your wet clothing
clings to your form
is more than I can stand.
I must have you now!
Right here
by the water’s edge,
as we go forward
from here to eternity.
nice piece evocative..