We swim under a crimson sea of sheets
and dream in tidal waves of lustful surge,
tread waters, soft and gentle, then repeat,
dive down in hungry pools where we submerge.This bed, an ocean where we set our sails
and where the stars and moon provide us light.
This place in which I memorize details,
my lover’s shadow in the grasp of night.

Our bodies twist, a compass of the skin.
Thirsty, sweating, panting, undeterred.
I feel the crest and sink inside our sin.
Our weightless passion floats on undisturbed.

We drift on open sea and fight for air.
Emerge from underwater, wet and bare.

you are really thinken tonight! wow keep em commen

A poem is the true life of a person and their views...

you write with deepness and true feeling. wow.
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Your poems truly paint pictures. These poems are fantastic!

Great write

Exquisite

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"I feel the crest and sink inside our sin"
loved this line-great writing as always.