themes: lust, shame, boundaries
if water is what brings us life
quenching every barren land
then your touch is my resuscitation
holding together all the fragments
if water is what brings us death
suffocating every open lung
then your words are my extinction
breaking apart every last hold
the drowning was my emerald shame
your cerulean betrayal tore it open
helplessness rippled through to the bone
when nobody came to save me
but after months alone at sea
i come to learn how to trust again
you grip the hips of my ship
and i'm the one steering this time
i'm no stranger to the sand's embrace
as the saltwater finally drains out of my gut
inspired by CORE by thirstymalfoy
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aftertaste || poetry
Poetrythe words left in my mouth after the pain came, stayed, and left
