explosions in the sky

when i think of you

we are underwater

not all the way

but mostly

our hands wet in july

slippery enough

to reach just about anything

as long as we don’t hold on too tight


it was before i left town

for the first time

our limbs

brushed against each other

first accidentally

and then on purpose

so much purpose

the little that covered us

came off


turned on

your legs finally

wrapped around mine

to keep yourself afloat

to keep both of us floating

as they waited for us by the shore

both of them

almost able to see

wondering what we were doing

knowing what we were doing

they didn’t matter

nothing mattered

except the way the sky kept falling

into the quarry

and that song kept playing in my head

it was a blue light

that was coming from your body

smooth as a star

the sparks kept shooting

out of you

into me

into me

out of you


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