My body is wet
moisture holding you inside
returning to the sea
flow
Your tongue is a sponge
tiny bumps embracing life
I squeeze them gently
drink
My eyes brim over
a drop bursting
in our kiss
salt
You erode my edges
flood my depths
fill me
You.
I wash
your feet with my tears
and dry them with my hair.
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