Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Fluffy Dreams

In fluffy dreams,
I sail across the rhythmic motions
of the erotic sea
to where my lover lay.
The sensuous pleasures there
explode within my dreams
as mountain peaks crumble
and crash down into the sea.
I float in loves bubble
exhilarated by the chasmic rupture
into which I fall
and heaven is just a moment away
within my lovers call.

24 October 2009

Submitted: Saturday, October 24, 2009
Edited: Sunday, February 13, 2011

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  • Patti Masterman (10/25/2009 9:47:00 PM)

    There's some really thrilling words in here, even if the title is Fluffy Dreams- and David, don't worry- I would never set your fluffy poem on fire with my Harley-Davidson lighter..however, I admit your poem might have played a small part as ignition of my poem..(smile) (Report) Reply

  • Tsira Goge (10/24/2009 5:45:00 AM)

    David, -Good the verse name, also sounds passionately..10...
    best wishes,
    Tsira (Report) Reply

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