The wait ends....

Welcome to the lost journey …. Well I met up with this image that kind of rekindled my thoughts on writing… A girl with a drap of white cloth around her!!! Nothing more.. nothing less !!! Standing on a beach …. It jus ran my thoughts wide and across.. This ended up in the follwing words.. flowing out !!!!

The Sinful Wait
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As the evening breeze smoothens,
My heart tends not to lighten,
Amongst the waves on the rocks,
Counting the thorns in the heart,

Lost with the winds of time,
Flying back into memoirs of past,
Haunting is the reality of present,
Ever daunting is the thought of future,

As the evening sun sinks in,
As the breeze hugs around,
As the loneliness creeps deeper in,
The emotions arise, engulf and surround,

Winds engulfing my untouched curves,
Passion running deep in my nerves,
Sweetness - awaiting to be taken,
Mystic with time, around me my hands tighten,

Being one with nature,
Is this what meant the writer ??!!
Lost seems the silent shudder,
Words unspoken but heard clear,

Around me feeling, the mystic hands,
Into me, the tenderly felt kiss,
Surrounding me, the gentle caress,
Arousing in me, the missing presence,

Feeling ashamed not of my sliding dress,
Happy to share the sinful curves,
Creeping in the little thought of guilt,
Stops the slide with a gentle slit,

My wait shall continue,
Continue till my pirate sails the sea,
The sea of life beacons me in,
In.. I shall wait .....

Await to be taken !!!!