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The waves, the boat and her fare.

shaiontheprowl by shaiontheprowl
September 28, 2012
in POETRY
Reading Time: 2 mins read

April 11, 2012   3.19 pm


***

Splash!

The sound of the water as it laps at the hull of the boat

Anchored at port

Waiting for her next fare to come aboard

Swaying in anticipation of her next ride out

Waiting for someone to push it ashore to steerage

Eager to feel the salty taste of the sea beneath her keel

Lulled as she happily rides the crest of the waves

Jumping gaily between the lows and the highs.

***

Splash!

The sound of the waves beating against the hull

A friendly pat on the behind

Nudging her towards ports with twinkling lights

Her fare dreaming of pleasures beyond wildest delights

Delights hidden in pleasurably voluptuous cusps

She waits and sways in delight at the lights of the ports

That winks with untold promises in the dark night.

***

Splash!

The sound of the rushing water

Hitting the hull and forming a high fountain about her

She is regaled in the glory of the attention

Waiting for her next fare to come aboard

After the pleasures sought beyond the port lights

She sways in anticipation of her next ride out

Awaiting someone to push it ashore to steerage

The climax sought not far off in the distant night.

4.24 pm

Merci.
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Comments 4

  1. saymalcolm says:
    10 years ago

    Beautiful language. Keep up the good work.

    Reply
  2. shanu afolami says:
    10 years ago

    thanks

    Reply
  3. dolapo says:
    9 years ago

    *blushing on her behalf* only if she can appreciate this…lol. Its beautiful

    Reply
    • shaiontheprowl says:
      9 years ago

      Thanks Dolapo…blushing is good. heheehe

      Reply

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