Sapphire and Salt
Melting into each other under mellow heat;
Upon my restless skin, your tender hide wanders.
Some unearthly shivers, down my back astray;
As the droplets of your might add more black to my grey.
The Sun, the Moon bow down at our feet;
While under the stars, your hips to my lips greet.
Like dew to a petal, a pianist’s fingers on the keys;
You roll into my slipping grip with lathering ease.
Until the time comes, for us to lack;
You shall, like always, only tide back.
Then again in a quantum moment we live our eternal halt;
Between the stretches of this continuum join,
your sapphire and my salt.
poetry by – Deven
artwork by – @EroticWatercolor