Heatstroke

The noon sun a blazing furnace

Heated sand too hot to touch.

Sipping my ice cold margarita

Under the shade of my umbrella

I could see him walking towards me

May I? he asked shyly.

So handsome

Golden tanned and beautiful.

My lips whispered of course

Heart beating so fast

my breast moved in unison.

He sat close by me

The sea is speaking he said

Listen

I could hear its whispers in my ears

Danger Beware Danger Beware

It warned

Later I writhed naked between

Him and the sand twisting holding

Listening to his words of sunlight.

My breast feeling

the breath of his lust.

The sea cried softly

as the warm winds wailed

The waves undulating

With our rhythm

Until it crashed onto the shore

Exploding against the rocks

Then he tore away from me

Looking down at my body

His face dark contrast

To the glaring sunlight

He murmured softly

Almost shyly

Thank You.

And left me.

The sea roared in primal anger

Dark clouds forming

 over the raging foam.

And the wild wind whipped

sand into my eyes