I am wet & wild &
shaking from the waves;
an ocean birthed from a full moon’s rage
undulating to your tidal gasps,
your tidal leaps towards
me, but
unexpectedly.


This bed is soaked;
but your home still feels like a
slow
arid
choke.

8.

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