He Beckons To Me
 by Teri Sharp
I watch Neptune rising from the sea -
Drifting to shore he beckons to me.
Down his shoulders cascading water streams,
This magical creature haunts my dreams.
Moonlight streams off his golden hair -
A magnificent body muscled and bare.
Eyes the color of the ocean deep -
If this be a dream, forever may I sleep.
Desire rises as I feel the curve of his thigh -
He hovers above me - the time is nigh.
I feel the throbbing of his swollen rod -
With a thrust he enters - I envelop the sea god -
Together we become an undulating wave;
Riding the moonbeam 'tis release we crave,
Pulsating, moaning, he fills me up inside;
We come together - an orgasmic ocean ride.
Then he retreats once more to the sea -
Drifting away from shore he beckons to me.
I leave the earth forever with nary a sigh;
In his liquid embrace the depths we shall fly.
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Neptune was the Roman version of the Greek god
Poseidon, god of the sea. His trident relates
him to the sea, as it was the tool used to spear
tuna by the fishermen. The whip in his other
hand though is a reminder that Neptune, rather
strangely, was also a controller of horses. |
