cosmic drip
and our night is
separated into
sticky syllables
I’ve never known
your tongue
young like this
fresh and ready
the waves break
with a crisp snap,
the moon spies
silvery fat and
lecherous
we swim
in and out of
each other
as blind as
fish in the dark
the air
as thick as water
and our
labored breathing
(Love Swirls by samareleros.com)
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