My Sweet Cerulean

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Poetkisses

into the waters of you, my sweet cerulean–

if you were but a trickle,

I’d suckle

every

drip

you

offered

letting

the drops

settle

on the tip

of my tongue

and then

swallow you

down

slowly

taking you in

one

m o l e c u l e

at

a

time

 

if you were but a splash in a well

I’d slip in

your stone cell

swirling and twirling

in your drinkable spell

sinking myself

into your murkiest of depths

I’d happily swim

in your darkness

if you were only but a splash in a well

 

a pond,

a lake,

a channel,

a strait–

the heat, the cool, the wakes, the narrow

even hot springs–I can take, my darling

to merrily stream my way through

every crevice that you

poured yourself into

would wet

my wildest of dreams

and keep me smiling, for always

 

on days your…

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