Glen Harris Poet I do not know?

Life To It's Fullest

The moonlight brightens your presence
as we stroll hand in hand
on a tide swept beach
Watching silently, I smile, joy!
The moment has come.
can you feel we are one?
Communication between us 
is rife,
flowers adorn the embankment
halting us in unison to devour 
the aroma lagging in the air. 
bending.
our nostrils taste the sweet, euphoric 
perfume scented from the bud.
Green grass, soft and inviting.
Discarding our shoes we accept 
feeling the tender moist softness beneath us.
The end of strolling was ending all too fast,
The beach pier offered delights 
ours was a sundae, feeding each other,
allowing cool moist drops of cream
on the crevice of our lips
Ecstacy  as the cool moistness 
slides into our warmth
exploding delecasies surround us, 
drinking the last drops, not cold ....
Not hot.


.....drink....Darling drink


(c) Glen Harris March 2011

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