Behold the Beach girl
Sweet and sour
Thunderous wonderous
reaching out just
to
amuse me with legions
of Love .
with almost no attire
the beach girl beckoning
in a leap
sweeps me off the feet
into recesses of sea
so blue deep.
fighting the tides
steep
spring and neap.
In her tight clasp
Tossing plunging
I melt down to
her sensuous passion.
amidst
Turbulent tempestuous
Waves
Storming to the shore.
Behold the beach girl
Garrulous gorgeous
But
enticing and engulfing
me
to the ecstacy
of
passionate bliss.
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Sir it is a nice composition and abstract of waves and tides in deep feelings. Sir keep us entertaining in future also with your talent.
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YES MADE BETTER US OF SPENDINGTIME ON SEA SHORES THIS FORTNIGHT.THANKS FOR YOUR SUPPORT
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A vibrant poem about the seas waves so tempetuous but enthralling.
The thril in reading brings you cliser to the beach.
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THANKS
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Superbly crafted. Kudos to the poet!
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welcome dear.
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The poem is excellent and very vividly described about the beach girl.quite enjoyable
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very much liked the comment . Thanks
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Allured poetry and wonderful selection of words. Enjoyed reading.
will glad to have you at my site and your words at my latest post. Thanks. Happy weekend!
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Thank you for your brilliant comments
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A lovely poetry.
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Thanks for your comment
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Wow… Fabulous and sensuous poesy..enjoy the moment to the hilt.. Your use of imagery is outstanding. I love to read you.Sadly I don’t see you in my reader.
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Welcome for your great comment .Feel grateful.
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Bye for now! Catch up with you later in the dreamland of poetry.
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Ameen
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Nice
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Thanks sirji.
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I am small boy don’t call me sir. You are sir
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Beautiful poem, Brij!
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