TheTouchOfTheOceansHand

The Touch of the Ocean's Hand

Under a moonlit night, she stood in awe
Watching its beauty from the shore
White caps dancing as far as can see
Tide rushing in with an almighty roar

There is a look in her eyes that is haunting
Her desires quickly building to enter the sea
She now undresses, feeling a great need
To stand with nature, barefoot, naked and free

Running her fingers softly along her skin
Longing to feel the touch of the ocean's hand
Her desires begin to reach a frightening point
Aching to be swallowed up under its command

Her hair blowing wildly from the sudden wind
A stinging she feels as it whips against her body
The ocean's mist spraying in, beginning to wet her now
Almost like it is teasing her and inviting her to journey in

As she feels the dampness from it's kiss lightly upon her face
She licks her moist lips tasting the lingering salt there
Craving to feel more, she walks down and enters the sea
Of what may be awaiting her there she is unaware

A tremendous feeling coming over her like never before
Adrenaline rushing, she has no fear of its massive strength
Only desires to become part of it, to feel its touch throughout
She lowers herself so that it surrounds her full body length

For a long time in its arms, she experiences its awesome touch
Washed by its spirits from the outside to the inside reaching her soul
Swallowed up, and allowed to feel the mysteries it holds deep within
It lovingly touches her, riding out her desires, holding her in its control

Then gently, as the tide rolled in to shore, it let her go, and set her free
The ocean's hand sent her back to land, with one final and loving touch
And the roar of the tide bid her a goodbye she would always remember
Until the day she would return again to the ocean she loved so much

~Breezey
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