basin blanc

[schaufemweg]

my cheek rests in the pale circumflex
of your spine.
as i breathe from your sacrum
the sole breeze
of spring, something in me that was summer
shatters
and in a river snaked down your spine
i salt my surrender
as the glass of stained glances
splinters to shards
in the slow sinew of your kiss

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is it better like this (i.e. truer to you)? i can't decide. . .

[schaufemweg]

my cheek rests in the pale circumflex
of your spine.
as i breathe from your sacrum
the sole breeze
of spring, something in me that was summer
shatters
and in a river snaked down your spine
i salt my surrender
as stained glances splinter
in the slow sinew of your kiss