The Ocean of Obsession
Lying on the glistening board,
Wet with sweat, water dripping,
Hair in flowing torrents forward,
Body taunt, waiting, listening.
Then surges come, the wave, it builds,
Ecstatic rushing through body, mind,
Like orgasmic rhythms, in sensuous frills,
The body, the ocean, as one defined.
The ocean draws one as a lover to a kiss,
Feeling its presence, beyond the unworldly,
To be one with the waves in a complete state of bliss,
Obsession to be one with the ocean's story.
Wet with sweat, water dripping,
Hair in flowing torrents forward,
Body taunt, waiting, listening.
Then surges come, the wave, it builds,
Ecstatic rushing through body, mind,
Like orgasmic rhythms, in sensuous frills,
The body, the ocean, as one defined.
The ocean draws one as a lover to a kiss,
Feeling its presence, beyond the unworldly,
To be one with the waves in a complete state of bliss,
Obsession to be one with the ocean's story.
This Poems Story
This poem delves into a passion for the ocean, feeling the waves, surfing and being one with nature.
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