I take you
Like I take
A grain of salt
As if
The measured, rich taste
Of sea encrusted skin
Sin or random sex
Mattered
Yet I honour the taking
Of salty grains
Of you
Its dry lake, outback crunch
Its drought barren coastal grit
Its Sodomite sting
Like life’s salty pillars
Mystical
Essential
And blessed
As a hot line of sweat sails down the muscled crease of my back
Comments
They don’t get more honest than this Robert
Phewww!
Thanks Danny. Of course (like a lot of my written work) this is fully open to interpretation. Its so cool that your onto my writing BTW. You help make it all worth it. Cheers.
beautifully written…such a lot expressed in just a few lines
damn!
wow,
Whoa, passion from the other side…
Thanks everyone .)
Brilliant :)
Cheers hon. Its a fave of mine too ,)
– Robert Knapman