Battleships... Poem by Mark Heathcote

Battleships...



Cracking loves enigma, dictatorships —
Nether regions, must you hear a feather!
Don't explain, twitching, feeling, fingertips
Don't confound each moment spent together
Leastwise not whist my words enter your lips.
'Know only we're pleasure bound in tether'
In frolicking, games of battleships…

Saturday, February 6, 2016
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