Beach Passion
As we walk and chat,
I realize I�m in love,
and as you take my hand,
I know you feel the same.
The beach is deserted,
and we sit to rest,
you take off your t-shirt,
the cotton rubbing against your skin.
I look into your eyes,
they�re so blue,
like two droplets of the,
bluest sea.
Your lips take mine,
so soft and warm.
Your hands slide down
my body.
We are alone and
secluded by rocks.
You take off my t-shirt,
and slowly undo my jeans.
Your hands slide down,
and rest there.
My body pulses for you.
Yet you make me wait.
My hands slide your jeans off,
and I hold your throbbing organ,
between my fingers,
it cries out for me.
We make love in the sand,
we hold each other tight,
and whisper sweet nothings,
to each other.
We lie there until the