Trolling for Love

True love can never be measured: it can only be treasured.

I'm floatin in a boat,
in the middle of the sea,
and I've got my trusty fishing rod with me.
I'm trolling for love,
sweet, soft and demure,
so I cast our my line,
and my heart is the lure.
come on precious mermaid,
come hither sweet girl,
hop into my boat,
and lets give it a whirl,
with our wing tips igniting,
and our eyes brightly glowing,
deep passion pulsating,
sweet liquid love flowing.


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my love's true home website

Author's Note

I am a heavenly faucet pouring spirit’s love into the hot tub of life.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good story in the poem. You took me to some places and I like the positive feel of the trip in your words. You are correct. Love is to be cherished. Not held prisoner. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Vaidehi]

:)

[HopelesslyDevoted]

unique and wonderful

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Relevant, right on and spicy. Clearly well written and thought out, very well done, a good read.

[Sam Severn]

So freakin' COOL, dude! Your spirit looms large!! ㋡

[Hayley]

Love the fishing pole on the lake fishing for love...such a beautiful comparison. Very well done, I absolutely love it! :)