By candlelight
in a nirvanic
seaside-place,
I imagine
my hungry tongue
tasting her saline
all the way up
her precious back.

Yes my Darling.

She sinks further
into the silk,
her milky body
moving serpentine,
releases her soul.

Yesssss my Sweet.

I whisper sweet nothings
to the sighs
of the angel's song
she sings
so sweetly.
We lie
contented
beyond belief,
wrapping ourselves
in true love,
both keepers
of the great mystery,
for all is right
this glorious night,
nothing is wrong
between us.

O Dear Lord,
this tenderness!

And outside,
the ocean
lulls us to sleep
in each other's arms.