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Una, and Ahab
His hands moved me, long and strong, the arms very lightly freckled from the sun. The saltwater was deeply entrenched in his clothing, the leather and wool. Sharp alabaster eyes with a gleaming blue diamond at its center. His altar to God, glimmering in peaked mountains.
My captain, my strong man, return thee to me, I uttered, spent with devotion I murmured too close to focus on any one thing. I am without hunger for thy love fulfills me. Do not secede from my bed without the comfort of my love to give you honey on a cold winter’s day.
The great whaler come to shore, lost and stoney ever more, his eyes hung deep and pensive, clouds against a thunderous sky, but when we kissed I felt the hunger of his penetrating sheen.
I am a god of bounty, I whispered, fruit and kisses hungered, desolate for rain. I am a mountain, he uttered quiet and remote.
For if in my will I wish thee to cease, ye shall be.
I only ask to be the greatest devotion under your sweet motion, from scalding day to fragrant and enchanted nightclose, all day to be closest to thee. When his mouth met my flesh I rocked against him, felt him enter me, the fingers wet, exploring me as his eyes constantly scanned the sea.
I am your sea. Drown yourself, lose yourself in me. Become me as I wade into you, as I slow and pulse around you…
