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The Ocean Comes For Us All

The Ocean Comes For Us All by Avra Margariti

My love has turned the green
Of sea foam
I pummel my fists against her back
But all I garner
Are mouthfuls of minnows
Choking down her chin

My love has stained the blue
Of dreams
I lay her down in our bed
Vein-forked hands crossed over
A swollen stomach
Water a frigid silhouette upon sheets

When my love is found in the morning
She’ll be wreathed in wildflowers
And pearlescent shells
The ocean having come overnight
To pay her penance
And respects