

."Unbutton" is the key to unlock the poem, while Boris Pasternak permits me to speak about the coastlines of our lives
Please explain more about your poem."unbutton" is, in my opinion, one of the most erotic words in the English language
Yes, or maybe a pressure sensor on the submit button would do it?Perhaps, triggered by how hard the keys are being pounded ?
On the coastline of our lives, on the edges, away from where we spend most of our time, lie memories of breakers, and intimacy once shared. Yes, I understand the inspiration for your poem. Can you explain the 'sailing by' line? Why is it in italics?while Boris Pasternak permits me to speak about the coastlines of our lives.
Careful now, you don't want to entice the thought police back into your threadP.S. The girls at my high school fell in love with Omar Sharif, after watching "Doctor Zhivago". Knickers in vertical descent; no twisting.
Mind you, that's before I introduced them (well, 2 or 3) to "The Songs of Leonard Cohen".
the prospect sounds good to me Geoffrey- but then again, one has to wonder - if these ones who indulged themselves in carnal pleasures and romantic illusions are condemned to the heat of hell- what are you going to do with the rapists and killers and molesters? Is there a place in hell hotter that this one, where you placed the adulterers? Hell could be overwhelmed with too many clients?Rightly enough, the path to heaven goes through the graveyard - but loose and unscrupulous liars who favour licentious whoring and commandment-breaking before honesty and wholesome conduct, who shun scriptures like the plague and wallow in the lecherous gratification of Satan's repugnant cesspit of falsity - their black diseased heathen souls are unredeemably shovelled down into the unending inferno, into the eternal fiery pit of hell to suffer the agonising torture of burning for ever and ever. Amen.