sea the Moon
interlaced by waves
a tessellating path of light
trees, water and visions of whales bursting through
those edges where life
and death merge
the sea, the land,
you and me
abundant and wet
blow holes, anemones, starfish and mussels
a fish wriggles longingly to the shore gasping in the Sun
an evolutionary urge; that Sun sets in the Sea,
your tongue in me --
it doesn't mean a lot, the fish edging to that last gasp:
it is everything to kiss you
it is ...
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