Get Your Premium Membership

Naked in th Sea

I can guess better than you reason, As you catch th' next chilling wave, Plashing off your ample bosom; Numbing you of all your bothers. Shivering out fits of giggles. But, grief runs deep. Like salt in th' dense wind. Is this freedom, dear'st lady? Stripped off all anguish & despair, As you swim naked in th' sea. Drench'd is that lengthy sable hair. But, not her heart. Not in th' sea, at least.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.