Touching the Sunset
Along the boat dock I strut toward you,
with my hips entranced in a ready sway.
My eyes are enthralled with each painted hue,
as your figure glistens like a sun ray.
Your outstretched body calls for conquering,
joining nightfall, surrendering to set.
Your essence graces the playful blurring
of the water body's edge, calm and wet.
Brush stroke skin, glowing bright with enticement
silently beseeches, pleads for my touch.
Jiving fingers reach, celestially sent.
Your heavenly body throbs in my clutch.
As this lakeside sunset is descending,
each twinkle hastens our hopeful blending.
11-6-19
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