I vibrate at the touch of your electric fingertips
Arcing across my skin.
The undertow of your undulous hips,
Your sea breeze voice luring me in.

I need no compass to find my way
Around your stomach, thighs, your mouth agape
Singing your siren song of the day
While my lips map out your shape.

Though you're a storm in my bed
Threatening to leave me breathless, blue,
I leap heels over head
And cast myself into the depths of you.