Impatient.
When at last his boat harbours
ends anticipation.
Cargo of un-tied togetherness
waves as it vibrates.
Bales of unloaded sensation will
strive to be tasted.
Pay-loads of waited-for nectar
sit ready for later.
Passion survives only if often
its action is savoured.
I know boarded fervour when
beached must be bated.
Hatches down-closed signal
mate is impatient.
I can't wait to un-bottle and
sip all his hot freight..
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Saw the image of female waiting and felt a bit nautically naughty - hence the fanciful thoughts that might enter her head - - - hope you enjoy.
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Don't forget to put out the "Do Not Disturb" sign. Well penned Fay. 👍
Ah - Too true A.P - -she certainly should do just as you say when that boat comes in. Glad you enjoyed the read and thank you for dropping by.
'Bales
of unloaded sensation
striving, to be tasted.
Pay-loads
of waited-for nectar
sit ready for later.
Passion survives, only
if often
its action is savoured.'
wonderfully vivid, dear Fay
there's enough sizzling sensuality
in your poetry, to cause
global warming, all by itself... lol
Ha ha -- your final statement set me chuckling with its ready wit - - thanks L.B. for your visit and such an encouraging comment.
if you know summat he don't .. you better just send him a note ........
can you not sea, nautical naughtyness does it for me ................................... tis luverly say's this reluctant land lubber ... x
Ha. - well - am sending that note though I know nowt what about and am seaing quite clearly
that you mon ami must like the nautically naughty in me - (secretly chuft but nuff sed ).........x
Well rip my nets on rocks if this aint a saucy missive. She cant wait till she surfaces his trawl and empties the goodies from his cod end. (All good trawlermen terms you understand).
Now I know why sailors and fishermen walk with wobbly legs.
Am still in stiches after reading you comment on my little nonsense today dear D. - -- your wit is just what I needed to know for I wondered how the piece would be taken - great that found the read entertaining. Hey and hanks for the info. on wobbling sailors.
A ppem that shows love and wanting. But never saying the words.A very nice write. Thank you Fay for sharing.
Ah -- I am delighted you enjoyed the read my friend.
Beautiful imagery seen in your words Fay.
Andy
Am so glad you enjoyed the read. Thank you so much for your continued encouragement dear Andy
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