the curtain, parted
let’s braid palms,
suck oysters,
find the
pearl between your
chambers
guarded by
thorns
i coax you–
the mineral–
to my tongue
all wet shucked
brine
dressed in the finest
skin
we touch
and touch
and touch
and
get lost
in velvet
in salt
at sea
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