Port of Call Redux aka Pretentious-ness-ness …
sailing between
sprinkled kisses
sipped
savoured
under swaying moonlight
bathed by whispering palms
on that talcum beach
that talcum-powder beach forever drenched by the rivers of my dreams
and
the open seas of parched memories
famished souls
soiled by desperation
hearing nothing
nothing at all
but the vultures ravenous call …
… so come on, dear friend, take my hand in yours ( metaphorically speaking if nothing else ) and let’s walk back to that talcum caressed beach of dreams
because
with you it is all
and without you
still
and
always
and
perhaps forever more
in some quiet corner
deep within the core of your heart
shall always be
deeply anchored
my very all
my final port of call
_________________
Port of Call
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