Inspired by a photograph from Michael Dweck’s “Mermaid’s Under” gallery.
Photo by Michael Dweck
Ménage à Eau by Jemar Souza
Each breath
Resembles stars.
As light reflects,
It looks like scars.
While she plays
In this abyss,
My only wish:
To hold her hips,
Kiss her lips.
What world is this?
Is it true,
Just me and you
Are in the darkest of the blue?
It’s touching me
And touching you:
Ménage
à eau.
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Previously: Insipid
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