- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Sailor's Grave
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Click hereA Sailor is called to
his uncharted sea.
His destination
holds no guarantee.
Through fog and night
and shadowy skies
his maiden awaits
in her sea of sighs..
Her body’s engraved
with his sweat and blood
till his soul unshackles
from his earthen mud.
A crystalline womb
of liquid fire,
with mouth wide opened
until his gasp retires.
Now he’ll sail
forever in the deep,
a sailor’s grave,
her bosom he sleeps.
- COMMENTS
My Erotic Trailabout 18 years agoI like the way this poem flowed. Inspirational, your poem is sprinkled with the delight that I have come to enjoy in a blue poem.
Anonymousabout 18 years agoI have this feeling this is for Boo. It has to be.
Beautiful work! Thank you for sharing.
