I flirted playfully
with the bed covers.
Alone.
My feet cold,
awkward and uncovered.
Hearing her candy smooth legs
slide out of her sheathed-black stockings,
created dinner bell curiosity.
My left eye opened just enough to spy her
sweet silhouette
melting across the room,
closing the curtains,
prowling towards the bed,
unwrapping her mouth watering place
next to me.
As chocolate controls
sugar toothed cravings,
she madly ripped open the covers.
Our bodies crashing together like the
spray pounding jetties.
The water scouring, chaffing,
rubbing hard, against the rocks.
Her sea salt soaked
hair whipped my face as
she twisted and turned.
The silk sheets tore off my king mattress and
wrapped nakedly around my queen,
drenched beyond any stormy squall.
Her surf board body rode the repeating tidal waves
incessantly pounding, looking for a break.
I flirted playfully
with the bed covers.
Alone.
My feet cold,
awkward and uncovered.
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