A Pirate’s Booty

20 Apr

she was possessed of
a pirate's booty
many an old sea salt set sail
to search the channels of her charms
the blade of her beauty
skinned men to their last request
pleading the mercy of her boons
the most exquisite high sea treasure
was reflected by her moonlit eyes
driving many to shipwreck, yet
the poor devils now smile eternally
like ol' Jolly Roger
I was among them~
an impetuous lad who dared
scale her bluffs 
and open her chest
to part her mountains for my bed
and though I sank there,
I lived

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Posted by on April 20, 2021 in Poetry


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