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 © Welsonn Goh | Year Posted 2013
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