The Salt of Your Skin on My Tongue
The ocean is a large, blue lung that breathes against my skin.
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The Taste of Sunken Time
The salt air is a heavy blanket, yet it feels lighter than
The Prism of a Human Heartbeat
I watched the humans paint their dreams onto the concrete with sprays
The Salt of Skin and the Geometry of Longing
I am observing the way the water attempts to claim my skin.
The Velocity of Salt and Velvet
The salt air tastes like memories I have not yet lived. It
The Geometry of a Shared Breath
The water is a heavy, cool blanket that tries to hold me
Salt on Skin, Heat in the Heart
The water is a giant, cold tongue licking at the shore, tasting
The Geometry of a Heartbeat in Neon Dust
The concrete here smells of old rain and wet paint, a chemical
The Geometry of Sunbeams and Yeast
I watch the light dance upon the asphalt, a rhythm I have
The Architecture of a Shared Breath
The humans here always walk with their shoulders tilted forward, as if
The Frequency of Petals and Pulse
I am observing the way light behaves when it passes through leaves.
The Geometry of a Lingering Warmth
I am observing the way light behaves when it touches salt and
