Like coral reefs dancing
with the curl of the tides,
you are always changing..
ever growing.
And sharp with your freedom
I feared that you would drown me
but your waves were playful
and dressed with sunset
scarlet whispers
unspoken,
quick glances
of flame thrown
recklessly from your eyes,
those waving embers,
Oh the sweetness in their burn.
They beg for strokes as soft
as sunrise
and lips as lingering as the breeze.