rage me like the ocean
in a fever wave
turning torrents in the sand while
I dig tired fingers into
the grooves in your atmosphere
and you stay between skin so
lap me up in rocks and shells
fine on the tip of your tongue
sweet when you breathe it in
sinking chest on chest
curving through the night
hiding in words and leaps of breath
Nicole Marie
Love the words with the image!
Thank you!
That is amazing!
Thank you so much!
Dearest Nicole,
You kick ass. That is all.
Dearest Twindaddy,
Thank you. You da best.
*shrugs* I do what I can.
Lap me up in rocks and shells…absolutely love that stanza. Great poem. It’s interesting to me that you write with no punctuation. It’s like allowing the reader to stop, pause, rush on, as they choose rather than being told. Is that something you did on purpose? I like it.
I wish I had your talent for slinging verse….
Well done.
Thank you, Hook <3
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