Chronicles of A Sea Woman ONLINE: Poetry of Sandra Sealy

Yoba

On that fateful day, I knew I had to have you over,
Hard, sleek lines
Made me quiver.

We clicked.

Your strength is my pillar
Your body,
A cornucopia of delight
To my senses.
Your very scent thrills, soothes, envelops.
My hand never strays far from your pulsing stick of joy.
There’s pleasure in the purrs you emit
When I turn you on.

They stare when we’re together, everywhere,
And say, we’re good together baby.

Come take me away, over lush green hills,
My Opel Corsa, my car named, “Yoba”.

Copyright © 1998 by Sandra Sealy

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