The first time we collided into each other
I mapped the geography of your scars;
soft in your sides roared into rippling waves
when I travelled across the sea of your body
And you became a waterfall meandered through
the valley of my breasts,
past the sandbanks of my navel
veering towards the rocks indenting my hip bones.
I gazed into the cerulean windows
ditched behind your eyelids,
Moonlight never looked this beautiful
cascading onto the gilded class of your eyes…❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer