Legs splayed aboard a clipper
You taught me knots and tender things
Of soft shackled edwards
Of stevedore and pile
How to kiss and pine
And long for the dark
Among the cardamom and spices
The fog of discovery
The thick scent of new lands
The nidorous smell of life at sea
The fragrance of your cunt
We spoke of rum and exploration
Of chocolate and brine
Those days at sea
Seemed endless
Such a gorgeous spread of the senses in this Stu - a wonderfully evocative piece, and a loving use of 'cunt' (one of my favourite words ever).
Lush!
thanks guys! i like this one too. your positivity keeps me writing!
Lynn Hamilton
Sat 24th Oct 2015 17:40
This poem should be preserved Stu, really lovely x
A heady brew . This one Stu. You seem to be getting more and more into your stride. cracking!
thanks anna! i took ages deciding wether to use the c word but for me it works. im glad it oozes a heady mix! i was trying to stimulate the senses. that feeling of discovery, the smell of spices and the start of a relationship.
Love the sensuous feel of this poem. It oozes a heady mix for the senses. Really good.
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Stu Buck
Wed 28th Oct 2015 11:46
thanks mate. i was cooking a curry at the time so my senses were already on tune. yeah, the word cunt. it took me ages to decide on it but it was the word that fit best. its amazing how delicate and sensual the word can be if used properly.