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Friday, 7 December 2018

Am I Washed Up

I am in and out of the large sea,
Dipping my foot in respectfully
To see if I get a freezing chill
From this female bitter-pill.
 
I am seeking while peeking
At what they are revealing,
A teasing essence of pleasure
But I don’t heed this endeavour.
 
One fish I don't want to hide
As I want her by my right side
To enjoy a swim and have Kin –
As I am aptly lovingly smitten.
 
I hide in and amongst the rocks
Where the passing of time sucks,
As I wait patiently for sweet-thee
To come and see me intimately.
 
I will linger on the beach
Where I'll humbly preach
That you are out of reach
As you respectfully teach.
 
© Andrew Stevenson 10/07/2017
 
An edited piece.
 
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

2 comments:

  1. Very cleverly put together Andrew , enjoyed the read.

    Yvonne.

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    1. Thank you Yvonne. Your words are most welcomed. Blessings. Love love, Andrew.

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