seaWitch

seaWitch, briney brew
closeness to heaven n precious as, too
how do i rest in this hammock of stars
how do i war n war rightly ann manage
the pause

gentle touch lightly
diaphanous 
wish of heat sweat
sweet w sapphic breath
tiny but mighty
wield my sword
rushing excruciating
genderless door

i am made of
more than this
i am paced by
all these things

i dream california
draw me down
i, blue ice silver veil
red * jeweled * crown

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