Meander – POETRY

We glide over one another like liberal waves pulling

against the shore.

Our bodies

of water combining into remarkable oceans of want and what ifs.

Existing apart but only to find our way back to each other eventually –

where distances are extensive but our feelings stretch for miles

and miles and miles.

I want to gorge on every inch of you.

We can roll over the bed

at the bottom of the lake

and when our rivers meet our mouths shall too.

Weathering the barriers between you and I,

We are the outskirts of the meander.

 

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