Fore and Aft

Neville

Fore and Aft

 

                        She loved his fore

He loved her aft ..

                        She loved his rise

He loved her fall ..

                        She loved him up

He loved her down

                 They loved each other

First and last ..

               No fucking in-betweens

No not a single one at all ..

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 9th, 2022 02:01
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • dusk arising

    All those ups and downs.... like a country road in fine weather.... a time to relax and enjoy the ride.
    Fore and aft with nothing more than a surface ripple to tease and such rich picking beneath the surface. How she loves to be in his keep net when he has his tackle out.

    • Neville



      Now that sir is decidedly naughty, but nice πŸ™‚ ..................................... Neville

    • orchidee

      Are they on a ship, with those fore and afts?!

      • Neville



        ... I can sea where U R coming from Mr. O ... she said πŸ™‚

      • Rozina

        Yin and Yang, complement each other. Good one.

        • Neville



          Yes indeed .. The unity of opposites or kenzen inchinyo as we say in the trade ............. cheers Roz πŸ™‚

        • Fay Slimm.

          Naught like those spicey ups and downs to keep life afloat - that's what I say ............. x

          • Neville



            A'hoy and all aboard me hearties .......................... ya heard what the lady just said .......... πŸ™‚ x

          • Christina8

            Sounds to me like a perfect relationship, N! Great write!

            • Neville



              ........................... thanking you is becoming something of a habit C ... thank you again πŸ™‚

            • spilleronsheet

              Felt to me it was the horizon
              Where the sky loves the earth below
              Don’t know but why it felt so heavenly sweet
              Good one dear Neville

              • Neville



                what could possibly be better than heavenly sweet .............................. bless you spills ... x



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