Poem: Our Sea
Like heavy clouds on a sleepless night.
Mist still covers my eyes that might
Reveal those thoughts in a tangle entwined
What had happened?
Were you mine?
These insights burnt, deep into my brain
Combustible particles tinder to flame
Hot licentious fragments of imagination
Fragrant as incense, coil from my thoughts
Your curls in brunette cascade,
Playfully around those red puckered lips
The slim silky covered hips invite
Once shared, we enjoyed the plain
Played the game of you and me.
Who knows when we again might sail
When we again might sprinkle light
When we again might touch the night
A pod, two peas
Our licentious boat
In rough seas.