Sunday, October 14, 2012


©Stacie Sandall

Watching you sleep, hair whipping wild,
our toes entwine beneath the sand pile.
Legs entangle, lips embrace
while nervous fingers explore your face.
Moonlit poses on the beach,
bodies mesh, hearts out of reach.
Want and need both pass us by,
replaced with lust and alibi.

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