Coastline (Come with Me)

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An erotic coupling amid a stormy coastline.
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Come to me.

A whisper lingering in briny air,
drifting unbroken through the storm,
searching for the answer amid
the flashing notes of an electric orchestra.

Silence rebukes my naivety,
a brazen plea unheeded,
judged as undeserving,
unworthy,
perishing beneath crashing waves.

Upon these empty shores
I stand resolved,
unmoved by impossible reverberations crashing
violently around me,
mocking my ephemeral existence.

Come to me.

A touch;
your singular touch,
ignites tandem recollections of a thousand lifetimes.

Come with me.
Help me find the path.

Our nerves awake from slumber,
like live wires laid bare, imparting
euphoric kinesthesia,
skin fused in electric synchronicity
to rival celestial displays.

The salty meeting of eager lips elicited
soft moans of pleasure,
as dancing tongues mischievously competed,
whipped by ravenous hunger to
satiate the fury of desire.

With linens sprawled across the beach
we meet the earth as one,
defiant to her tempest.

Beat by beat;
unto a silent metronome we
swayed in perfect rhythm,
hands guided by the invisible
cartography of carnal pleasures,
awakening an unspoken yearning.

Pulse to pulse;
wanton reverence answered
the aching call of raging flesh,
as my tongue explored familiar
landscapes of your unknowable mysteries.

Now;
harder,
urgent tempo rising
to crescendo.

Devouring your sweet nectar as
you run slick with lust.

Leaking;
trembling,
quivering throbbing
with your need.

Marching to a precipice,
the unforgiving pressure
releases floods within.

My whisper interrupts whimpering gasps;

Come for me.

Climax strips every surreptitious inhibition,
disrobing you absolutely, exposing your
raw vulnerabilities to my eternal imprint;
forever claiming a piece of you.

I savor your scent and taste,
as flushed skin emanates burning
flames that remain unquenched.

Entering slowly,
deliberate strokes of passion stretch you wide,
my swollen length like tempered steel, plunges
ever deeper,
determined to touch your innermost recess.

Inevitable swelling pumps against velvety chambers,
alighting your eyes with wild abandon,
my pounding heart racing
within your core.

I meet your gaze,
your lips impart,
a sultry command,
imploring for my complete surrender.

Come with me.

Yielding myself to you,
our singular eruption leaves a piece of me
forever surrendered,
as I burst into your womb.

Torrential sheets of rain fall from the heavens
as clouds split open overhead,
threatening to wash us from this god-forsaken coast.

I take your hand,
we stand as one against
blinding downpour,
and together;
we find a path,
our love resilient
to nature’s wrath.

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 6 years ago
what is dis

a fuken epic?

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