Your kisses
fall like rain
over the parched terrain
of my body -
I part blushed
like a desert bloom.
My lake fills -
cleft ravine
becomes a torrent,
a storm under your flow.
You dive blue sky breathless
into the depths -
come up gasping, yet replete -
a fish between your jaws.
© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)
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