underwhelm.

Lower case
Montserrat, authors ought to know
Spilling ink

Watered letters couldn’t
Withstand another aimless drift
Into wide wings

Attempting to snake
Between shampooed long hairs
Swim is over yet odor undies

Reserved rock in your lakes
Trying to get close to you
But skies didn’t collaborate that day and another year

Sole a morning
I demand to explain
Why tides brought me here

Touching me in places
Lips so soft
Biting unripe apple marry jane blood

Pan falls fingers shake writer's block murky waters
Typing sentences on shy bare shoulders
Skin permits

But wind denies
Overwhelming fixed eyes
Seems she’s mad again

What is seems my dreams
Our affair
Was just my imagination

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