How you swell like the sea
in the storm between the two of us
and while it rages
I cannot find land anywhere
and drift along
and your waves brake constantly
and more intense over my body
drags me on
and closes very intimately
round my steering-rod
and your labia surrounds me
while I drift through your waters
and later anchor against you
and see how two mountains rise up and down
showing their sharp peaks
and I rest out while your waves
are now more caressing,
before the next storm comes.
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