Liquid Air

by Zuri McWhorter

An ocean called my name last night

Now, I crave you

I want you to see you feel me

Run your fingers across my horizon

Grip firmly when you reach the top

I’ll wrap myself in your debonair

Your essence is liquid air

Touch me, there.

But, I linger here

Wading

I’ll be your shadow boxer

Your tiny dancer

Dip sweetly into me

I wade for you

Take me

I shine for you

Make me

Climb with you

Awake me

I’ll dine on you

I want be full of you