there are depths
and then
there are depths.
tsunamis born
as shifts
slips
tiny errors corrected
as I stretch
they grow, swell
while I wrap myself
around mountains
beneath the waves
in the dark
behind the world
in the satisfying cold
like you,
I am
smooth, sheer,
rumbling and
scarred
I am
the water
and the land
I take you in.