Pull me in and take me
under.
Throw me overboard—hold me
under the waves.
How I wish I could drown
in the expanse of you.
Take the air from my lungs and give me
yours.
Let me paint you with care, turn your skin smooth
as river rock—
polished with my tongue, with my words, with
the wetness of my love.
And we can wash ashore
together,
a tumbleweed of legs and kelp—
salt stuck between the folds
where you end
and I begin.
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