—NOVEMBER MADE ME CRY, DECEMBER MADE ME SHY
dolphin play
let’s (.…)
under a
waterfall
your skin
slick and
puckered
ready for
the next volt
or crush
I’ll shout
I love you’s
through the roar
while you
tell me to
(….) off again
no need to fight
for a frequency
or court anything
but intimacy
the waves are
going to lull us
salt intake’s going
to swell us
might stay here
til ’21
bury my face
in your chest
like you’re
the only one
(you are)
I’ll braid
your hair
with seaweed
while you steal
my breath
and sole need
let’s catch
this dolphin
see where
it takes us
he’s giggling
so hard
little guy
must have
read my mind
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