I was asleep or so I thought
ashamed, I was on a beach
making love,
deep in shadow,
my arms around her,
laying on sheets of gold
wrapped around her body
drinking in her water flowing,
flowing,
oh the darkness flowing
pressed hard against her!

A knowledge of the apple-
even on this beach
my stone gasping for breath,
in her soft valley,
a deep lover.

Dave
30 Nov 08

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