Baptism With A Goddess.

Baptism With A Goddess.

The ocean

is a lady,

her emerald

and white skirts

wooing me

to her depths,

moving me to

the undulations

that match

the ancient

rhythms of love.

I float


in her clasp,

as she carries

me away,


my heat.

From her

firm bottom,

to her wet curls.

I am immersed

in her beauty.

Life began here,

birthed from

her womb,

expelled to

walk upright,

centuries ago.

Thus we

are called,

to return

to her

beckoning waves,

as flesh driftwood

caught up

in the rapture

of her

salty tang.


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seasoning 6 years ago

very clever i like it a lot.

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