A Wind And A Tide Poem by Scott Mitchell

I ponder with anxiety as I pace the floor
Your island is beyond my reach and I want more
If I travel closer and arrive in your town
Will you wait for me in a white silk gown

One smile from you will inspire my action
My heart can sense and I can smell your passion
Approaching and gently inspect with my eyes
My lips softly touch your neck by surprise

Removing the gown and it falls to the floor
Vulnerable and timid, but you ask for more
My chest on your back, my hands on your thighs
Turn your head to look back and see my eyes

You contemplate my next move in this strange stance
Should you be innocent and leave or take this chance
Your butt presses to my hips to inspire all I crave
Submission, I'm the wind and you're an ocean wave

A moist surface allowed you to accept your innocence torn
To each sound of distant thunder I push in a little more
Don't look away, but keep our eyes connected in this dream
One last thrust, a flash of lightening, and one last scream

Our sweaty bodies with exhaustion fall to the sand
Still together as one, gripping each other's hands
If the ocean should take us away in its tide
I'll have no regrets as I achieved my destiny tonight

Scott Mitchell
02 August 2011