Salty Fingers – Loving Touches

I lie beside the water’s edge.


My eyes are closed


but like one sightless,


I feel the touch


of sand beneath my body…


the taste of salt upon my lips…


the sound of surf,


music within my ears.


Then, in motion,



Sea draws me


into her embrace.


She caresses my naked body


with fingers soft and gentle…


she kisses my lips,


my breasts—



I am swimming now,


begging Sea to take me


as I lie quivering in her arms.


I grasp her with my thighs


but she slips away…


returns to kiss my throat,


my breasts—



She is a teasing lover,


laughing all the while


until she has me arching with delight


like a dolphin in mid flight.


Of all the women I have loved,


Sea is the playful one.


She toys with me


and teases me


until I spin


in rapturous delight.



Let me feel again your urging,


let me come to thee once more.



Vi Jones


October 9, 2006


About woodnymph

I am an author, poet, and digital photographer.

Posted on September 8, 2007, in Poetry, Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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