Crashing

Crashing
Together we rode
the waves of lust
and washed up
on the sun warmed
sand of the shores
of contentment

The surf crashing
against our bodies,
lulling us into a
dreamlike world,
where we climbed,
hand in hand,
to the very
mountain's top,
where soul-joined
lovers find pure bliss

Lynn West
(c) 2013

Photo property of Lynn West