Dizzy Poem by clay perry

Holding me tight, we ride bareback
along desolate, sandy white beach
milky moon, has never looked so full
water splashes up cool on bare legs,
we stop to frolic in the surf.
Puerto Viartas's sticky june heat
arouses yearning, we lye close on our
blanket neath brilliant stars, caress
your cheek, our kiss warm, wet, sumptuosly
alive.
Dizzy, heady, swimming into you, acheing eased
by floodgates lustfull release, wish we could
remain here forever, holding back dawn.