The Geography of Your Body

I can trace the plateau

Of your collar bones

The waterfalls of your arms

The running river

Of the muscle across your belly.

I know the deep brown

Of your almond eyes.

I nearly drown myself there.

But surface

To the reflection

Of my own blue skies,

When I awake and dive,

into the pool

of our love.

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Cheryl Hollander

2019

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