The ice is off the river and it's spring in the boatyard. It's a special time - removing tarps, polishing, painting on anti-fouling and finally rigging. The sketch is actually Phil rigging his Soling, "Unity".
Spring in the Boatyard
I visited my lady today
and the sight raised my pulse.
The curve of her bottom,
is like nothing else.
I remembered the joy
of our days spent together.
And how she's taken me through
both bad and good weather.
I took off her top
and we basked in the sun.
No reason to rush
this kind of fun.
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