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[smokingboot]

When the bay shone with phosphorescence
Some told it was the dance
of sea snakes or smugglers lights
across the archipelago

Going out in the boat
to find them all, we said
Falling into the space between us
salt deep shimmering

If your hands were sumptuous I bit them
While they rough-knotted my hair
If I had music you kissed it
straight out of my throat

Lightning and tide we were
Only the storm released us,
brought one home while one became
A light under the lagoon

Comments

[bleodswean]

This is truly compelling! It draws you in right away and then has you reading aloud to hear the cadence and then translating the words into images for some sense of it. The third stanza is my fave!!!

[smokingboot]

Thank you, I am so pleased you like it! This poem feels unfinished to me, not in its form but in the story behind it. Trouble is, I always find that in order to rebuild, deconstruction is needed and if I deconstruct, the magic may be lost.

Still, I think this poem has a twin in prose waiting for me to find it.