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The Sea Wall

The Sea Wall

 

Moon lit waters dance and sway

As we meld our bodies and souls

The smell of sweet perfume at bay

The pull of the moon at the controls

A tug boat pushing a barge motors by

Churning up seawater and pushing waves

While intricately woven together we lie

Slowly taking in what our heart craves

Desires unfettered by cautions woe

Flow through the sensory of tender lips

Pulses speed up as breath begins to slow

Hands resting comfortably on the hips

The air is sultry with the smell of the sea

The sounds of the night are the Gull’s call

And there is no where else I’d rather be

Than right here with you on this Sea Wall