- Erotic Poetry
- Key West In Carolina
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Click hereSame sunset, different lovers.
No Buffett, no Hemingway,
Ocracoke lovers work harder.
Make their own music,
write their own plots.
Head to the boat ramp,
sit on the pier.
Hold her softly,
she is a cloud,
fueled by a golden cymbal
licking the horizon.
Head for the oak grouping,
neither first nor last.
An oak umbrella
hiding stars and prying eyes.
Sharpen your love,
carve it on a tree.
No Margaritaville,
you drink love from
an oak chalice.
A communion written
without directors.
Ocracoke lovers, working harder.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 17 years agoHere's a piece from five years back;
May be erotica
But it's written with class...
jthserraabout 20 years agoand some wonderful images. Love the cymbal on the horizon. well done...
jim : )
Maria2394about 20 years agoa carolina girl, the title brought me in and th e poem, well, its bookmarked now...thanks for a lovely poem :)
