A Room of My Own: Valentine's Day Singles Party Tanka

moonlit beach ...
drops of ocean dripping
from her nipples
onto my thirsty face
and wandering heart

Note: My tanka below, the opening poem of a tanka sequence,The Same Old Story, could be read a sequel:

first sunlight
after Valentine's Day
her heart
beating against mine
in a cheap motel room

Red Lights, 9:1, January 2013