The rhythm of
stormy surf meeting shore
matches the beat of my heart
as your hand
seeks out all my secrets.
Your tongue
paints a starry night
over wet, shivering flesh
as my legs spread
in welcome.
My body begs
for the release you offer.
Gauzy curtains
blowing in the heated breeze
cannot disguise my cries
of love and pain
as your hard length
sheaths itself
in my very soul.
The storm is
still far away
but lightning flashes
reveal stark, naked moments.
Your body
cries out to mine.
and asks
with
each
desperate
stroke
to come home.
