
satin-silk ripples caressing my skin
calm, lingering, lapping, lacing the shore
wide open stretches for you and me
time….take all the time you need
no rush, no push.
it’s different back home
where waves are impatient,
rising, falling, shoving, tumbling
turbulent, roughly-demanding waves
keep coming! keep coming!
but on Love’s Beach there’s time
for play, languidly,longingly
there, there, keep it right there.
one more lap – one last lap!

Beautiful☺
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I was busy with this when you wrote. I’m told my writing is sensual, so shall I go innocent and soft with our duet? 🙂
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You do whatever ages me happy chevvy😉
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Ok so my current style makes you happy 🙂
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All your styles make me happy.
A little something from me to you. https://wafflemethis.wordpress.com/2015/09/21/creative-blogger-award/
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Thank you for both 🙂
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😘
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First one down
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Makes 😂
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lovely!
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Thank you as always Lynz 🙂
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love the photo, did you take it?
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Yes, I was lucky to be in Cancun, though work related 🙂 I guess I must label with my name. It is a clear contrast from the violence of our oceans which are good for surfers and if you don’t mind riding or being knocked down by a wave,
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lovely picture!
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Thank you my dear.
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