She is the girl destined
to make continents meet.
A conduit to desire,
a paradise for lost souls.
...
Head raised above the surface,
I beg the gods of sailing
to return you to me—
before I dived deep
...
Rain poured heavily that night
as our limbs tangled into one.
'The Gods are mad at us, '
I whispered to him.
...
Continents
She is the girl destined
to make continents meet.
A conduit to desire,
a paradise for lost souls.
She makes the highest mountains
as she moves her body in tune with theirs.
They take comfort
at how their bodies fit with hers,
making the ocean floors tremble
as she arches her back
and her breaths unfurl.
It fascinates her too,
how the world's landmasses
could fit into one.
But just like how things ended in the past,
she knows all too well,
continents break up
and drift apart.