Soul And Shining Beauty
She came out of the ocean,
and walked slowly toward me.
I stood barefoot in the sand,
and watched her body flow.
As she grew closer,
I saw droplets on her shining.
In the reaches of my mind,
nothing more beautiful could I know.

In one fluid motion,
she put her arms around my neck.
I felt her energy,
as if on fire.
She closed her eyes,
and our lips met.
She touched with force,
on my desire.

Her skin so warm,
her taste so sweet.
Her breath,
a feathering caress.
Her control over my senses,
is so complete.
My physical desire,
is powerless.

Trails of fire left,
by every stroke of her fingers.
Her every thought,
enters my mind.
I sense her pleasure,
and her touch still lingers.
I see her wholly,
though I am blind.

In my arms,
and on my lips.
Sensuality embodied,
in flesh and blood.
Warm skin wet,
with the ocean drips.
To imagine a greater beauty,
I never could.

A more perfect mind,
could not exist.
It reaches and shares,
with only me.
A body and soul,
that shares my desires.
A more lovely woman,
there could not be.
This is another Lady Rainfall-ish poem.