Reef
wild ...
I am the sea
no compass ... no conscience
cold, deep, capricious as the current
you are the shoal
I ache to break myself upon
the smooth sand beach
to draw me ...
weary, windswept
passionate and puerile
erotic ...
raw.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Brian's Choice 6, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
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