another love poem
fiction
Edward w Pritchard
Sleeping girl twirl your net upon me.
Cast me from the murky ocean,
flop me into the bottom of your rocking boat,
thud me over the head with a weighted club,
skewer me on a sharpened stick,
roast me over throbbing coals
dash me with salt and lemon,
taste my crisped scented passion,
I wish to have another love affair.
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