Jealous Sea

I would own
the fragile curve 
of feminine shapes,
encompass her brunette strands 
of thoughtfulness.

I would claim her posture, 
her attention, her pose
and I 
would posess her awe for my own.

I would be her weakness,
enbalm her, 
wrap her in wet sand
hide her as my darkest secret,
for my own satisfaction.

I would be her liquid master, 
she my fleshy puppet, 
no strings
just her simple surrender.

If I could own her
my seamen wouldn't stray,
wouldn't leave their hearts ashore,
wouldn't spurn my bosom
to connect with hers.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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