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I stared into her sea green eyes and choked on the foam that raged up my throat It tasted salty like her kiss It smelled fresh like her crashing hugs and I thought in that moment that I had sipped too much of her gaze When the water retreated I inhaled The air was sharp dry It stripped the moisture from my tongue made my skin rough cracked free And I ran back to her like a tide My bare feet blistered on the scorched bed of grains until the torrent swallowed me with a ferocity that snatched my lungs wrapping its waves along the membrane Insides burst Fluids escaped My vessel floated away The torrent carried me and rocked me to the sound of sweet stasis sung unto the deep
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Nov 12, 2012
Nov 12, 2012 at 8:24 PM UTC
The Torrent
I stared into her sea green eyes and choked on the foam that raged up my throat It tasted salty like her kiss It smelled fresh like her crashing hugs and I thought in that moment that I had sipped too much of her gaze When the water retreated I inhaled The air was sharp dry It stripped the moisture from my tongue made my skin rough cracked free And I ran back to her like a tide My bare feet blistered on the scorched bed of grains until the torrent swallowed me with a ferocity that snatched my lungs wrapping its waves along the membrane Insides burst Fluids escaped My vessel floated away The torrent carried me and rocked me to the sound of sweet stasis sung unto the deep
ian-miranda
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Nov 12, 2012
Nov 12, 2012 at 8:24 PM UTC
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