SURFACES

wild warm.
you said                 “MEET ME ON THE WATER”
I find myself in a bath of blooms.
awake in your mystery
fill my lungs with your fragrance
chamomile, calendula, and wine.

I am a rose unlike any other
gentle, you pulse the aching from my pores
painted petals over the surface of my soul
a drawing, breath and bath
salt and skin 
drawing out and away into your wild.

water rising.
day breaking.
immersed,
held in you.

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