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Click hereSand angels make grizs,
betwixt scruffy rubbed
cheeks. Mounting murmurs
escape, as the milking of
your starving landscape
begins.
Surfing your willing
body. Pounding passions,
into beach combed currents.
Cosmic chaos, highness.
Straddling the fence, to
fellowships realm. Sharing,
as I drink, from this cup
of sea wenching.
Drinking my fill, as the tide
rises high. Riding each wave,
of sensual pleasure. Gliding
along the waters edge.
Polling the slide.
Glide, within reach,
of unreasonables' gait.
No safety net in sight. Hear
the wind howls, from agonies
delight. Floating in with the
wave. Lethargically lucid,
as heated bodies rub.
Baptized your boat, with
dew kissed lips, of ambrosic
waves. Heavenly sails, set sail,
only to return renewed.
Getting sea legs back,
to begin anew. Anchors
Away ...
Anchors away indeed. A dreamlike eroticism that wasn't at all cloying. Not easy to pull off, great read.
lol, BD
(QUOTE) "Baptized your boat, with
dew kissed lips, of ambrosic
waves. Heavenly sails, set sail,
only to return renewed.
Getting sea legs back,
to begin anew. Anchors
Away ..."
And it was ONE hell of a ride!
very nice images of a sailors delight,
AWESOMELY DONE ! -sweet GA peaches-
Your poetry has excelled and your touching words still brush a soul with glides of feather laid literary flowers...your poetry...
makes this an ocean filled delight..nice one...a keeper..blue
Much better read this morning than last night after a long day; not twisting my tongue near as much but a good image nonetheless. I liked it {you think?}.
But look out RF, the Navy's in port. Batten down the hatches!!