Carol McCormick
Shifting Waters
Calling me softly
Into cool water
My name; a whisper
On your lips
Chills run my spine
Urging me closer
Water swirling about
I slip through wakes
Weightlessly
Molding to you
Bold hands
Command desire
Exquisite strokes
Steal breath
Quivering muscles
Beg relief
Thoughts vanish
Senses explode
Shifting water...
Ripples to shore