On The Cool Shore Of The Lake

Damp ground, leaves, gentle lapping of the water

A chill in the air awakens her, causing her to shiver

She pulls the blanket tighter around her naked skin

And nestles ever closer against her lover’s chin

He seems so peaceful laying there, his breath slow and deep

His eyelids fluttering slightly with a dream-enriched sleep

Perhaps he’s reminiscing about their lust-filled afternoon

Envisioning continuation long after the rising moon

She’d been on fire beneath his touch on that cool shore of the lake

Basking in sensations he’d offered her to partake

He’d lifted her to heights she’d never dreamed existed

Leaving her wondering how she could ever have resisted

His touch, his kiss, his attentive admiration

The words he’d whispered to her with such utter adoration

Languidly, she wraps her leg around his lower waist

And presses lips against his chest, relishing the taste

He rouses from his sleep beneath her gentle caress

Moves a hand to trace a line along the curve of her breast

Sensually, he whispers serenades of continuing desire

And with a touch manages to lift her arousal even higher

Until they are once more enveloped in a loving give-and-take

Rolling together beneath the blanket on that cool shore of the lake

©2011 Enchanted Zaftig

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2 Comments

Filed under Poetry and Prose, Sensual Servings

2 responses to “On The Cool Shore Of The Lake

  1. TeddyBare

    luv this, beautiful

  2. naturemithya

    Lol…

    …the best i have read from you.

    In between you do miss out on the flow.

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