2020-09-10 – Wants in Warm Waters

i shrink midst her
cries of ‘hold
on tight..

for how she steers a
wheel, i’d say the
warning
was

well
advised,

tho most of ride was wilder
than her badass
advertised,

as chest plunged deep into
rippling cotton of
bed’s misty
ocean,

only to rise anew, on a
slow night’s horizon, just
faint enough to hold
my chiseled
stare,

++++

til it was more than my
eyes she desired
there..

..can’t tell where the breeze ends and begins her crown of hair.

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