The waves were subtle
As you led me in
Half moon
Full moon
I can't quite remember
But your hand was strong
Supportive was your praise
Then
Backstroke in November
My mind was muddled
But you let me be
All me
Just me
You were tender
Your tempting tongue
Was impeccable
All I could do
Was serenely surrender
in your mind a moment to to touch as well taste...woman is all she can be at that special moment...you bring that moment into view...on the sands...under the stars...a kiss...a hug...wow...speak of romance...shame has no room in a place of such ah's and ooo's...you let the seductiveness built...I say no more..but very candle-ish in that romantic way...thanks...
2 stanzas,1 poem, encapsulated in that serene surrender. Beautifully romantic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fantastic poem, to want and to be wanted is the best. a great write.