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Waves Rushing Over

Seven years old pressing skin on sand
Closed eyes soothed by godly sun
Digging in with palms and soles
Caressed by the tides motions
Every nerve on edge feeling
Each grain of sand massaging
My innocent body taught
Cool Pacific waves over rush
Then back again to frothy sea
Arms widespread flying
Giddy awaiting white-foamed salty surf
To come touch me once more

Now precious woman pressing atop
Rhythm-like you flow back and forth
To natures yearnings musical score
Like an oceanic swell baptizing my thighs
With your divine white-foamed tide
Hands clasped in balmy hands
Briny spume rushing filling every pore
Salt water fills my mouth
I breathe deep gazing on your tide rush out
Lustily awaiting your tsunami once more