SEAS OF PASSION.

REMEMBRANCE OF A LONG AGO LOVE.

He swam
in the sea
of her moistness-
warm waves,

tide on tide,
her fingers,
shark like,
set about

his flesh as
of fish; -
who else
could swim

as such?
he recalled
the fingering
hot finger tips

of her love,
the way
they dived
into waves

of oncoming
passions;
you-
you,

my young love,
he said,
I the youth,
diving, deep,

breath held,
eyes closed.
Where are you now,
my long ago love?

He asked,
in what waters
do you now dive?  
Or are you

in Davy Jones' Locker?
Or are you still alive?

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

My first love is actually related to me...his sister married my brother some years later! Strange how those things turn out. I once thought he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

Thank you for rekindeling a wonderful memory!

[Terry Collett]

Thank you, Kelly.