Cloistered
Take this ocean whose mirrored image
turns on a whim of tide-led passion.
Watch how her writhing motion hinders
calm surface as stirred liquid reacts.
Take this vast sea whose saline terrors
ring the knells of many a sailor.
Mark how her breakers heave swelling
attempts to sink homing boats per se.
Take this huge lake whose rimless vortex
washes my wait in watery distance.
Know how much desire cloistered shores
hold for parted lovers saltily missed.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: August 25th, 2021 01:12
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All that erotic literature, all that erotic content on line - all redundant . I can now just gaze at the sea....... A truly evocative piece Fay, when viewed through my eyes. powerful. Thanks.
A fine write Fay.
tho your words could not be bettered, they provide the perfect vehicle, frame and marriage to the image you have chosen to represent them ................. x
The sea in all her changing guises with all her treacherous guilt, as beguiling as ever. A fearsome wasteland of ocean before the eyes of she awaiting his homecoming. A dreaded fearsome cruel overlord lest such time be stormy.
The sea, a teacher, Ever present and ageless.
Caught by the romance of your vivid pictures, I romanced.
A hauntingly beautiful poem melts the heart..
Lovely
Wow, great use of metaphor in this beautiful piece Fay. Excellent write🙂
That wait will one day be over and you will be sailing the sea again together.
Andy
A finely constructed poem Fay. 👍
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