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Trip to the Islands We take a trip fantastical
Golden sun drips,
sips tanned beauties
White sandy beach so hot,
Umbrella drinks float You gaze into my eyes,
Curvaceous body orgasmical
Lounging in lovers arms,
sipping the sea air The breeze so soft,
caressing your skin
We breathe one another,
Air gently enhances,
Our senses heightened,
The sun rays play,
shadowy games on the day
Longingly we embrace,
Lovers’ bodies entranced,
by the warmth,
whispering sweet nothings,
Lust with wet kisses,
I call out to her,
Be my lover She lies naked in the sand,
nearby the waves so inviting
Our love entwines us,
leaving wondrous imprints
in the sand enticing
Love written bodacious
of our consummation
We float on umbrella dreams,
Our trip fantastical
The Islands of our youth © 2003 CJ Clark
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