Sep 8, 2018
watermelon lips, teeth speckled like seeds - black, small, pointed. spit them between pink-heart slices drenched in fruit juice, dribbling down the chin. coral-covered toes gripping squishy, rotting vegetation; the surface of the Adriatic belying what molds beneath, clinging to rocks. prehensile grip digging, holding on against the current. sunny limbs dotted with bubbling brown freckles decorating the landscape. dozing in spots of heat, jumping into cool waves beating the body on the urchin’s boat. laughing against shoulders now brushed with starlight; tongues coated liquor-sweet, bubbly-raw, peeking out of those same watermelon lips - still tinted pink, still soft.
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