Darling, The Anchor In Your Ocean

I would like to drop the anchor in your ocean, To convince you, dear love, how innocent I am. I would like to straddle like a small isolated Sailboat in the arms of the waggling waves. Darling, at the gluteus maximus of this sea of azure, Several sneaky fish are swimming and commuting on The surface of a restless plateau, Like the paddle of an excommunicated priest. Yes, many inks are slipped and dripped. A great number of women are amazed, As well as the young peripatetics of the sea. Darling, I would like to use the ink of my pencil, To write the last words and notes of the song, Every time the point gets sharper than an iron pestle. Copyright © September 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poems.