Holiday Romance

By Lynne den Hartog-Smith

Walking along the beach
With you
Hand in hand
Naked feet
Washed by surf and sand
Staring into blue eyes,
Reflected moonlight
Washing through
My mind.

Lips meeting
In first time curiosity
Brine scent
Salt tasting
Passion rising
As tongues merge
In midnight madness
Hands caressing
Searching for release
From long pent up frustration

Then, prostrate on the sand,
Shattered seashells
Stimulating the senses,
I hear you sigh
"I want you"
Feeling your touch upon my skin
I resist no longer
And press my needing body
Close to yours.
I whisper
"Now my darling"
"Take me now"

Waves washing over bodies
Entwined in hot embrace
Ocean sounds
Mingling with lover's cries
Surf breaking in crescendo
Nature echoes
Human passion
As cries of joy
Soar like seabirds
Into the night sky.

Lying together
At ebbing tide
Sand and salt
Drying on our skins
Contentment fills our souls
For we have made a memory
That will endure
As long as oceans
Kiss our shores.

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