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Click hereWe shared a life one year,
three amigos through:
2 rivers, sound and sea.
Jack Frost winds and Rod Steiger nights.
Each wave an obstacle
met head on or overtaken
Every gust shaken off
as I righted their world
I had a harmonic rhythm
a vibration along my deck
energizing their souls
electrical ballet of lust to come
She cradled my tiller
soft as a zephyr
feeling my power letting me run
He would ease then grind my sheets
exposing my belly
tenderness and intensity
we were virtual sex
a charge waiting a match
an undercurrent in ourselves
Sunset would find a cove
I was washed stem to stern
Below they would love one another
as I tacked at anchor
holding them through the night
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fond memories and you captured it well.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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Sounds and images go together to form a very beautiful delicate rendering. A little Poetic Gem!
Nice picture you paint here;
But 'zephyr'?
Not a word you hear too often;
The most significant usage to which
I was exposed happened many years ago ~
Grade 6 vocabulary & spelling lesson.