Poem: Our Sea

by Liam

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.

Our rough,

Our storm,

Our sea,

Our iniquity

Who knows when we again might sail

When we again might sprinkle light

When we again might touch the night

A pod, two peas

Lovers afloat

Our licentious boat

In rough seas.