Intimate Idols

the setting sun,in masquerading beauty
kissed the soft, warm lips of the waters
as its beauty, drew us deeper still.

he held me, a touch so gentle
and yet his eyes held a fierceness
that only my racing heart could understand,
we spoke the language of love.

His masculine legs, parted the waves
as his queen, in sweet surrender
followed in his footsteps
into the lukewarm ocean that surrounded them.

he watched her,desire  painted across his handsome face
and , as she gazed into his searching eyes
her fragile heart began to melt
and her knees bowed down
and she fell into his arms.

he touched her, a live fuse
as the electricity that came forth
caused sparks of lightening to light the sky.

she touched him, and as she did
she felt his heart cease to beat
as hers continued in hot pursuit
upon the track that had stretched itself before them.

he kissed her
and her lips held on for life
as she wrapped her slender arms around his head,
as he drew her deeper , tighter into his fiery embrace
they became each other's breath.

She grasp his taut body
as his name became a gentle whisper upon her lips
he pulled her even closer
and like a drug ,
he overdosed himself
with the sweet aroma of her aroused body,

They had rediscovered passion , again.