by Nikki Quismondo
Your love is like a restless enigma
deep in metaphors
but warm like sea silk
I want to be your well-fed rose,
that garnet in your underwater heaven
I want to be that slippery fish
throbbing against your Neptune foam
and be the feet of your sea life
I want to be swallowed by your fantasy
and lay upon your black coastal shores
in wild silence!
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