Bathtub

Our ocean spills onto the floor

As you yield behind me

Your lips trailing my shoulder

A hydro-path lip decent deciphered by

Meissner's and Vater-Pacini corpuscles transmitting

Your messages with pressure sensitivity

A delicate scale triggered by the weight

Of your breath

Passing along the steep terrain

Of skin upholstered over scapula and clavicle

Gently evoking the internal

Shivers of gooseflesh shockwaves

Now interpreted as something with meaning

Perhaps love.

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