You touch places in me
I am wary to explore
Where the salt in my blood
... Meets the tides of my soul
Where response in my skin
Takes place outside the moonlight
Deeper into the sun
What happens at my dainty feet
Pointed at the barre
Mirrors pirouettes
Around the shine of alabaster diamonds
Resting in a velvet poem
Opening the mouth of a river
Into the body of the sea
I submerge
Hidden in the clavicle of an oracle pearl
Waiting for you to find me
While the days wane in a pool of dolphin blood
Dripping into my eyes
Ambiguity brands my coral sacrum
There, between the tattoo and the deformity
My nature has shaped of my bones
Resting in a lean back of phosphorescent seaweed
Communing with fractal grains of sand
Sweeping the skin out of my thighs
My human lies bind to my inhuman urges
And I cough up bloody stories
For the tides to take to shore
Where you build sand castles of shivering glass
Imprinting shells in trails
Back to the liquid eucharist
Tainting my tentative capacity for love
But more so, my raw brutality
Vespers whisper
On a horizon
Filled with ships
Filled with supplicants
With iron lines
And jeweled hook lies
For my gills
As I push deeper into the coral
Away from the totem of my intimate cruelty
copyright:2012SeleneSkye/amusemusepressinc.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
photcopyright:2003Sean Ellis for Nina Ricci
{public domain}
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