Ocean

From my poetry blog.

Coronets For Ghosts

Ocean

With an ardent longing,
sending her mating call over corpulent dune
to my sand-sprinkled raptures,
wildly adoring 
her untameable passion
but knowing my place;

walking these ravaged islands,
carrying the frantic coupling 
in my bedchamber,
alone,

tasting the salty spume still,
her lingering kisses
an invitation 
to slip beneath her surface,
sighing.




©AndrewJamesMurray

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