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  • You came

    With the waves, you came, arched
    like a dolphin, wide grin almost splitting
    your face, sliding over me, a gentle
    night surf, so easy that at first I slept
    between the breakers, sea foam tickling
    my lips and cheeks. You kept coming,
    sucking me into your undertow, pulling
    me out to sea, tugging
    on the buoys that kept me afloat.
    I undulated, kelp
    in your bobbing surf. Your teeth
    erased the opiate dullness of sleep;
    your fangs worried at my dreams.
    Your surf pounded, crashing, splashing.
    When I lifted my face from the water
    to kiss you, we burned and burned,
    until we sizzled into dark waves again.

    Mary Stebbins Taitt
    For Keith
    Thursday, December 11, 2014
  • Image: "The teeth and waves of joy," digitally altered watercolor by me
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