Whitecaps run parallel lines
to Mother Ocean's shore
I lie supine
anticipating
sweet seduction
longing
for salty tongue
to make its way
up steamy legs
teasing tastes
from ankle
to knee
to thigh
to hip
until I know she's done;
I watch her turn back
and head home.
@laurie kolp
Prompt inspiration: dVerse Poetics w/ Sheila Moore
20 comments:
I can just feel those waves against me, you captured this well.
Seductive, she is.
Lovely ~
Goodness, that is some very frisky water!
David
Your words conjued up images of seduction
Not sure if I feel cooler or a bit steamier, but definitely a refreshing write.
oh yes...take me...haha...very sensual feel to this one...so wish i was near the coast right now...
Wow! If contact occurs im expecting steam.
A hot write.
Phew... sweltering and, I don't mean the heat either!
Very, very sensual, a lovely play on words.
We were going to visit Cocoa Beach, but our plans fell through. Now, I want to go more than ever. Lovely and playful write :)
Ok what ocean is that??? I want to go! Love the tempting scene you painted here. Nice one, laurie :)
Whitecaps run parallel lines
to Mother Ocean's shore
I lie supine
anticipating
sweet seduction
Great invitation in these opening lines. In land locked Colorado I am missing the ocean.
Sexy! Nicely done :)
Wow! Very nicely done.
That got my blood boiling! Great portrait of the seductive tide!
Well crafted. I've heard of waves lapping at the shore, but this is a new take on it!
Gorgeous write!
Excellent... the passion building... you can view my gatha on the ocean here:
Raining water
The pull of the tide...the mystery, the power, the force...a lovely write indeed! Imagining it now, and feeling the cool!
Without those first two lines, the sensual takes over completely! A very very well written poem.
The waves can be awe inspiring and the tides are a living phenomena.
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