Photo by SB
Your boat awaits us
obscured by the dock and clutter
your boat awaits us
We don't quickly launch
we prepare for the voyage
with care and love
We slide the long oars
slowly into their locks and
and ready for the first stroke
We grow excited
to leave the dock and enjoy
the beauty from your boat
With a sweet soft kiss
you lean back and fully open
your boat is ready
SB
What an erotic poem and such an exquisite image to go with it. At first I thought it was Oxford.
ReplyDeleteSuch a mood change from the Carradine death and Kill Bill. Such is life.
Thanks for the kudos. I enjoyed changing the tone of the blog for a day.
ReplyDeleteGood job at knowing the photo is from the UK, yet not in Oxford. I really like visiting Cambridge and try to get there every time I visit.
I considered it was Cambridge, although when I was at the university we had perfect summer days, always sunshine, glorious. I remember stunningly blue skies.
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