yellow bikinis
swimming
under luminous lights in
Spain,
you tasted of saline
and
pink strawberries,
i painted conspiracy theories
on your wet back
using my tongue,
you told me
i reminded you
of
purple flowers in a garden in France,
when i said your name
i sat my lips on fire and
black salt killed
my skin
i know you remember
how the air felt around your
ankles when
i whispered
i don’t know you and
i don't want to