between this tangled mess of arms legs and organs
you'll feel my heartbeat mixed in underneath these blankets pumping and pounding like waves do onto beaches
because the warmth of the pacific current only separates our love into microscopic pieces of sand
i can sense the waves all around us every time i say your name
with quaking palms and weak knees
you fill my heart up with the most gorgeous sea shells to ever exist
the waves could toss and tear me apart
wet and crashing as i hold my breath
i try to keep myself flooded with oxygen but the water could fill my lungs and i wouldn't  care
because drowning with you in these blue-green glass tides and soft seaweed isn't the same as drowning at all