Drowsy In My Desire Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

Seagulls circling the clear sky.
Naked bodies blanket the beach.
Slickened skin to entrance the eye,
as dreams deliquesce out of reach.

Taut nipples declare more than not.
Hot spots of passion's melting cream.
Waves of pleasure spread, searing hot,
as I drift off into a dream.

Flickering flames lick at moist skin,
setting my virgin blood on fire.
I whimper as he thrusts within
and cools the heat of my desire.

He is at my body's center,
claiming my heart and my soul,
positions himself to enter;
and I rapidly lose control.

Now folds the rose's dew-donned lips
as the sun melds into the sea,
as the daydream drowsily slips
into the heart and soul of me.