Magnificent wet black sand
where else can I find such like you
that smile you smile rests only on your lonely island
Under the red moon I am the gentle wave of love drifting to you
Kiss me with your darkness and my light will wash your feet
for it is by our pineal gland we travelled through time to meet
now the water dripping from your clean feet is mixed and sweet
my wet lips upon your femininity is how our desires greet
Caressed by my gentle waves at your lonely beach
liquid love is now within your reach
that which is deeply felt by those crossing your path
stroll on your black sands of splendor, taking an endless bath
Under the red moon, I bathe your feet for you
that gorgeous smile you smile, now rests on our island
where else can I feel such like you
magnificent wet black sand.
—Daryl A.