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Nevermind Any of This MAG
we’ll have an underwater wedding.
barefoot, sand on our gentle toes,
sea foam on your tongue.
the wind eats up
your long mermaid hair
as we walk out.
water is cold,
saltwater colder
the only warmth lingers
between our fastened hands
fingers laced in each other,
protective.
flower petal dress floats up
our legs, scars
a graceful tulip’s
morning stretch.
skin is a goosebump medley,
hills and valleys,
as we wade out
into the singing tide
and soon, it’s up to the neck.
breathe in, discover the air here
is easily inhaled.
under, the world is now so clear
i see your face
through a cloud of
aquamarine tresses billowing
up up up
and i know
it’s the prettiest thing
i ever saw.
sea stars are magnets
to your pale willow arms
fish are the gliding blanket
to the pillowing stillness.
at last.
peace, serenity, silence,
is all beautiful.
bubbles are tumbling
from your mouth,
your lips
are an oyster’s shell.
where is the ground?
we are in the
fifth dimension
a zero gravity fantasy
we can exhale together
there are no directions
sinking is flying
the abyss is an embrace.
i don’t let go of your hand.
it is easy to drift.
lungs are heavy
eyes and ears are sore
but this is not drowning
merely
the next great adventure.
our lips find each other
amongst deeper currents
and i never want to let you go.
kissing you
(my brown-eyed little lady)
through a saline haze
i know
you are the prettiest thing
i ever saw.
dissipating
in the ocean blue
remember this:
i choose you.
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