(¸¸.♥➷♥•*¨)¸.•´¸.•*¨) ¸.•*¨) CARRIBEAN AFFAIR how many others have used youth as an excuse as I smelled Mango in your hair our bodies bronzed by the sun the sweet scent of Hawaiian Tropic drifting on the Caribbean breeze between our inter-locking knees you traced shadows on my heaving breast I licked strawberries from your pouting lips drinking Wine Coolers from the same straw drinking in each other between nectar swallows watching daylight fading into lonely colors spectacular seepings from eyes seeing only each other tears like golden star-lights dripping down our sun-burnt faces then you made love to me like the vanishing hours as though our life-force depended on it nothing else mattered then in moments of ecstasy given before time tore asunder such savoring passion moaning to music from background waves roaring as it must fleeting as it were the breakers keeping beat with movement intense deafening to each other’s rising, lustful heat even seagulls voiced jealously above our sandy embrace as dusk came down on two bodies spent their scent on the wind brushed away just as careless if only we had forever to lay like that dying rays beating down across intermingled oneness but other Lives called we were aware how short-lived this one could be as we walked away hand-in-hand back to separate worlds of broken dreams and I looked back to see crashing waves erase our names so none could see written there in temporary sand though forever in our memory Copyright ♥ Susan Joyner-Stumpf (¸¸.♥➷♥•*¨)¸.•´¸.•*¨) ¸.•*¨)
Posted on: Fri, 17 Oct 2014 17:37:23 +0000
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