Long Nights On Warm Seas
An underbelly of warm linen.
How the bed sways under our press!
Years tangle sheets into memories.
Tropical the damp limbs of intimacy;
long hair doused with coconut oils
dark coils, erotic scents
catching fire once more
between empty hands.
A cold man warms his mind,
relives a passion
only a creaking bed once lost at sea
can now recall.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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