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alluring legs leave temporary ripples and eternal smiles.
Quite pools prove impotent to this swimmers voracity,
great lakes leave her unchallenged, unfulfilled.
The ocean offers himself to her.
She burst from the jagged cliffs past the barnacle covered boulders splashing
A smile
Unrestrained from earth and sky, she tosses in his waves.
The swimmer swims, but he controls.
Gashes decorate her beautiful limbs.
She gulps in more of his intoxicating delights.
For a moment he turns to tend another of his pets
but he returns.
he further seduces her inebriated mind.
There is pleasure in his potion and freedom in his captivity.
he caresses her body and washes her wounds with toxic foam.
A tear
A novice at struggling she pours herself in while those on the shore shout lifelines to pull her
home.
But the sea is far too great and spiritual and harsh.
Her ecstasy and his waves deafen her ears to their mortality.


Lori,
Your reference to barnacles was very powerful. You can see how the sea and it’s roughness seem to play with this swimmer as it tosses them to and fro in the water.
Great work!
Regards,
Matt
Good Stuff Lori,