Liquid Epistle
by Wm. Rike on April 27, 2008
Let us swim underwater, letting water
be the medium through which we divine
the swimmid kiss of our breath-held skins,
aqueous and ultra-sensate.
Let the skein of water, swelling, enreeling,
lure each into the other’s dream,
from whence we fish emerge to devour
one the other
on some fernid, Devonian beach.
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