The Tide

Originally published 4/7/2011)

My lover lifts my lust

Gently, little waves of passion breaking

Then my soft sigh while his slick stroke retreats

Again, each time a little closer

A little farther

Desire rises within

Until I can’t

Don’t want to

Hold out any more

Greedy

I bind myself to him

Shaking

My wailing voice of delight

Fills the room

A lovely counterpoint to

His low animal grunts

The flood crests

Then the soundless ebb

I moan

Quietly

I cling as long as my body

Stays taut

Then lie back

His gentle fingers resting

On my sated skin

Happy with his touch

Wondering when the tide

Will come

Again

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Posted for Wank Wednesday, a little poetry break from writing…

Hope you enjoy it.

p.s. – After the comment from Scarlett I cheated a little – I went back and rearranged a few words…

Wynn Scarlett Frost – Definitely liked this. My favorite part is “I bind myself to him”, that presents a really stronge emotion and good imagery.

One thing I would change is the “quiet ebb” and “Quietly” in the same verse. It’s repetitive and takes away from the feeling and mood of the poem.

xoxo,
Scarlett

erikamoran – Thanks for the suggestion – I missed that. Happens when I’m in a hurry and I don’t have enough time to finish editing – we’re getting six inches of snow tonight and there is a lot to be done before it gets here.

Wynn Scarlett Frost – I know exactly what you mean! Sometimes even when unread things through several times there are things that I just don’t catch. Glad to have other eyes looking at my work to help me!

Six inches of snow?! I am NOT envious. I will refrain from posting about my current weather, lol

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