sea anemones

taste of sea
in your mouth
when tongues mingle
explore
your ear a conch shell
my lips whisper poetry into
your fingers anemones
brushing my breasts

my depths
crashing tides
wave after
electric wave
carried by
each other’s current
into deep
ocean blue

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

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