Found Rolling Join In Atlantic Ocean Poem by me poet yeps poet

Rolling in the sand
hand in hand
lips biting lip
both nearly now strip

the two entwined as always
smiling words and kisses as ever
we always play

the looks
far in to the distant sands
hands, holding hands
then you turn over
and
let me roll in

rolling in the sand
hand in hand
once I am there
the darker skin
loving is no sin

love flows all over
fire burns the sand
and
we both love to glow
here once again
on the rolling sands
we go slow
then along with the winds
we blow