Between Shells
up the hill
so I can see you
tootle-ha
and wielding
your smile from dawn to twilight
waving tootle-loo
in valley
I can touch your flesh
eat you up
with you sup
my buttercup of moonshine
no need to move lips
in your arms
can hear chest beating
and the roar
of the sea
as your lips slip between shells
and the sun melts me
up on top
you look down at me
I’m the town
we’re grounded
you are the undying wind
of love’s moan and sigh
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2025
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