In an abrupt flare
I wanted you
The image of you naked
Flashed in front of me
It came like lightning
and the thunder followed
That incessant urging
A pulsing of blood
and flesh against flesh
Just in that moment
all I though of, you
Making images in my mind
as you draw in the sand
Something new and then
the wash of waves against bare feet
To be young is to yearn
and feel longing
That tenderness below
That haunting breath
