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![]() A Variety in Prose Interlude With A Sea Nymph |
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HOME | A LINK TO MY ART (NEW!!) | Links to MY POETRY | ART | Heartbeats (book one) | A Fingerprint of God | Beth Lambert | Drakmyre L O D | VARIETY | GUEST | WARNING | Favorite LINKS | About ME | CONTACT | Call 9-1-1! | alone | beautiful | BELIEVE | Bigfoot | tumor | Dark Passion | Dark Soul | debating | debauchery | ecliptic | emancipated | engulfed | box | ice cold | sorry | insanity | hell | Imagination | just | Lap Top | fingerprint | sandwich | little dog | lost | Me, Critique? | memories | terror | no one | Nymph | prince I | prince II | exemption | reality | spam | delight | doubt | together | painful | paper boat | paper II | reflections | reprieve | SPAM | sunlight | single | stow-a-way | squeezins' | take | tempting | until | us | contract | iggy-poo 1 & 2 | wayward | winter | what | why | hurt | PEACE | wearily
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A prime example
of Exquisite womanhood Her skin was
silk Unblemished,
soft, perfect Her eyes were
alive Dancing with
the fury of Mother Nature Her hair was
golden flax Long and flowing Dripping of
the sea Covering up
her Barest essentials She had the
essence of a goddess She commanded
attention Her only purpose,
her desire To seek out
the lust Of a mortal
man To fulfill her
unquenchable thirst Her needs, her
passion Aroused and
awakened She took me Almost violently Like an unbridled
storm at sea Shaking, trembling She was insatiable Riding me endlessly,
as she would the waves Until her satisfaction Drew nigh There was no
tenderness No love, no
mercy As a tidal wave
of emotion Swept forth The pain of
the oceans unleashed in A volcanic climax Exhaustion was
my savior Wearily, I slept Still haunted
by this dream The memory,
the reality Of this insatiable
Sea Nymph As I write this My life was
changed Forever and
completely Never again,
will I Look at a woman Or a glass of
water In the same perspective |
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