Waves
...enveloping wetness
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYPublished about a year ago • Updated 11 months ago • 1 min read
Your sand, my waves
you're every grain
hotter than one
can possibly explain.
My water
trickles to you
at first
just to tease
increasing
in urgency to aid
in your release.
Before too long
my waves
crash against you
covering the loin
of your land,
caressing it in it's
beautifully long span.
My wetness envelopes you as
I bury you in the splashes
applying wet thudding lashes
I pound your hot surface
with all that is my waves,
because in the end it's only
you that I crave.
About the Creator
ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY
Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
Comments (1)
:My wetness envelopes you as I bury you in the splashes" Those were my favourite lines! Gosh your poem was soooo beautiful and I loved it so much!