The Boat

i am drawing
this situation, this is the boat, it has four arms spreading
on the wide face of the sea
these arms shall caress
and make love with its bounty

some waters sound a slush
like the sand announcing your safe and soft arrival
the boat has eyes too
just like us inside it
its gaze spreading the vision of where we are going
the boat looks upon us with envy

we are the lovers inside its mouth
the boat slides on calm seas
this peaceful twilight
when the seagulls have gone away

here, we make love again
the boat compromising with a restful state this time
everything is so warm
the fires in our hearts
the boat surely understands something that burns
yet so unconsumed
undiminished

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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