Hand in hand they walked
clasping fingers, fears and furore –
a leap towards a drowning dream;
a gnawing pain within.
The sand grains
tickling their naked soles
surging sensations, soaring
in their clothed bodies;
dusk beckoning them
into her seducing arms of comfort.
He looked at her-
intense his gaze
she clutched his palm,
nails hurting his nude flesh
setting on fire passion locked within.
Rising waves of love
enveloping body and soul
twisting, turning, arousing nerves
flaring thoughts fusing
with overpowering emotion;
the setting sun consummating their frenzied desire.
Exhausted, satiated, they slumbered
till the piercing rays of morn
washed their glowing bodies;
it was then he noticed the black hairy shadows of a passionate night
and wishfully wondered,
‘ I wish she had opted for her hair removal.’
“Don’t let him ever ponder again.
Let his love ‘gently glide over’ you
again and again
the ‘smooth satin radiance’
of divine perfection!
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