heat under the ocean

the unfinished surface
of your hardwood floors
rough and soft, a mirror to my feet
your crooked teeth and warm lips 
a mirror for my fingers
to dip into

 

dipping into you, hot and wet
i melt so easily
your flame takes my oxygen
takes me to melt and drip
in your warmth 
golden soft tender
flickering

will you go out? 

northampton, massachusetts // september 2017

Author: Mikayla Lambert

a human being: moving, understanding, feeling, communicating, expanding, nourishing, floating. View all posts by Mikayla Lambert