I part you like waves at moonrise,
drawn in by the salt and sweetness of your tide.
With every stroke of my tongue
you crest higher
until you flood my mouth with night.
#oceanhunger #moondrunk #tidaldepths

UNLACED
—when reason unlaced her corset for the wild

feral hymns begin
when logic bows to her light—
#moon drunk, I confess
to the shadows of myself
and wake rewritten in moss.

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