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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Glistening peaks of waves in the moonlight, soft and tender lapping at water 's edge as the beach welcomed the incoming. Anticipating the velocity of tidal thrusts, sands quivering shifting limbs nervously as wave after wave bombarded the shoreline. Lost in motion all indifferent to the cry of pebbles as waves incessantly lashed rugged rocks while sea sprays pampered their anguish from the chiseled process of sculptured stones. Propulsion of heavy ocean waters entering, filling every cavern with rocket motions as air forced out in tensed release culminating in the screams of blowholes. In the aftermath, leaving a heady sparkling trivia of tiny bubbles bursting with joy. Glistening tears on her cheeks, she waited Winds whipping her face while dread aged her breathing as each desire vacillated. Waiting, yearning for his kiss, that soft touch of cool sea-mist brushing her lips, the musky smell of him massaging her every sense with heady erotic aromas. As dawn broke, dreams of unrequited love also shattered against razor-sharp reefs leaving in splinters, micro-chips from his wooden heart with coded messages for each beach damsel awaiting his next surfing of local nets. Whispers of breakers as tide neared rising, dwindling hopes of ever birthing her silent longings, moulding his pleasures with her being. Waves took not only her hopes but also his shifty footprints, leaving only froth on fickle sands.
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