Tuesday, April 19, 2011

shipwreck

I smell her breeze
fix her clavicle as my star
sail the deadly curve of her hip
sweep of breast concentric
sweet thighs a parting in the reef
to see curlicues braided
with coral laurels
her tide biding in me
launching on her shore
like a ship lost at sea

© shaun patrick green 2011

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