Hurry; hurry home.

I'm wet.

So wet and warm
and I think of how
you'll move in me.
The back and forth thrust
like the rythym of the ocean
waves rolling in,
then slowly back out.

I'm still wet.

Deep, deep in my heart
I can feel the pulse
of you in my mind's eye.
You, so deep, so hot
pushing back tightly
with the muscles of your shoulders
cresting like the waves
as you pulse inside me.

My legs want to spread even farther;
I want you deeper.

And then deeper yet.
Hurry; hurry home darling.

I'm still wet.

copyright 1999 Teri Taylor
 

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