Lick your lips on a deep breath,
sweat filled heaving,
pulsing in your chest.
Trails of sweat through sticking sand
down your forehead streaking,
four times tonight without rest.
Stranded alone, beached, at midnight,
strong waves crashing,
your teeth still scraping my ear.
Your hands still pressed flat, my back
our bodies still thrashing,
and the ecstacy of being in you, here.
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