Ocean Reflections

I have a haven..a place where I go to lock myself away.
Knock on my secret door and I may let you enter.

It is my ocean
My shade tree
My balcony of old
with wrought iron railings
laced with magnolias
and Spanish moss

Gypsies do dance for me there
and foam against silver portals
that kaleidoscope the shadows
in ancient candlelight

Porticos, fern and ivy
wind around my mood
as the hanging moon
casts ambience
against slick skin
and scented oil

Mahogany enriches the depth
as the color of my hair
I blend into the pale tile
standing stark
against the naked gingerbread
My rocks of pounded sea spray

A place where I reflect
and marble against the walls
becoming anything I want to be

Frosted, I shift
in the bubbles
Melting as the candles do
in my French metalabras

This is where you knocked
I bid you welcome
You wash my skin
into pink arches
Kissing me deeply
Teasing me with fingers
as you sit upon the edge
of my love water

Making me shiver
against fleeting touch
Bathing in the quiver
of willful lust
Splashing me fully
into your hands
your mouth

I am ravenous
for your skin
the flavor of your sin

I take you
dripping
Oiling your length
between breast skin

Making love
to your dreams
as the sailor
of my seas
Savoring you
upon the floor
flipping tongue songs
as a Siren’s
out of water
Hungry for your bait

Taking my time
waiting
for each swirl
of your man taste
The earthly heat
pumping through your veins

As you drown me
in your stream
My moisture mist
Kissing you
and sinking back into my ocean
bidding you to join me again