You

The taste of you, blinding
Stupefying, wondrous….
My breath quickens,
Escapes drenched in your visual touch.

On the tongue of an astonished
Soul…. Melting, intertwined,
Grinning liquid within you known

Branches of the past
Broken, Let me breath, sleep and then
Speak to that hurricanes wind

As uncharted water elevation,
Gravitation, unpredictability
Waves of lost and found

Awareness of mingling self
Padlock, lifeboat and
Broken keys upon the shelf

Dawn Christopher

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