Between life and death

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wellsprings of oceans sprout

drenching me, tempting me

of philtre that spins

perfumes my skin of you

 

sheathe me in your swirls

patchwork of waters against my chest

seeps into mold of a heart so pearlescent

you swim in my depths

 

not a wading bird to peck

you veneered and glistened of sun rays

capsize me, take me within your folds

to kiss a kiss a hundred times

before my second go

 

shall dive into your depths

drown not, but float

my nascent gills befriend the breath

Love, yet a life between life and death

 

You all witness the rebirth of us as love is born between us … …

 

© Written Frames, 2018