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| Solitude, by Gothinha |
Deep blue rhythms
teeming rich aquatic life,
long hair dancing,
long legs kicking,
he grabs and pulls her under.
Still dripping wet, she lay
upon hot sand, coarse
against soft nakedness
imagining herself a sponge.
The hot afternoon sun
teased sweat from pores
so moist, her heat
rising with her desire
for only him.
Poseidon rising from the waves
The salt still on his lips.
She caught his eyes
and held them with a smile.
He lingered on her loveliness
holding back his thirst
existing only to taste
every inch of glistening flesh.
Shameless, shed spread her legs.
Craving the same, he knelt
between her thighs.
His artful tongue
sampled her female flavor,
and satisfied with her soft sighs
he teased and pleased her more
caressing as he consumed
arousing as he fulfilled
bringing her close to ecstasy
time and time again
Until at long last
She crashed
against the break
A thunderous cry
And a shudder.
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