New World Explorers
They crossed broad, wild rivers together
They did this almost daily
Sterns bumping into one another
His oars rowing, sedately.
She crisscrossed great lakes, loves deep waters.
Their own, welfare forgot
They anchored like new world explorers
Once, they’d disembarked.
She held his hand took those first few steps
Then they scuppered those old boats
With their loaded bayonets
Ready charged beneath their underclothes.
… They fell upon each other panting
Breathless… you are my island
I, I am now yours for the asking…
And then they kissed unbridled.
© Mark Heathcote
Response to our Inspiration Call on December 16th, 2016
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