I’ve held onto this for so long tho know it’s gone
A buoy floating me yet coaxing me
Behind the boot I lick the salt from wounds soaking
In the Adriatic

We swam up that route, it looped back through blackwater
In crescent stress you turned red, all hot and bothered
(All I had I offered)
“Would you trail and trust me now?”
I gave a heart growing
To the Adriatic

You told me about your plants, they’re rootless, not delicate, they hang in air
We walked by some dinosaurs
Caught your embrace, a life vest I’ve waited so long for
I kept on floating

And then at night, we cast warm light and ladybirds, staving that black city
Sacred resound, we staked our ground, your hand in mine
But I felt it slipping
To the Adriatic

And so behind that brush, all in a rush, I said too much, I should have hushed, upon that rock it was all too soon
You didn’t wanna swim, you didn’t lean in when I went out on a limb, you got cold footing
I got a parking ticket
Now I’m hypernatremic

And so dogmatically that black city it captures me
A prisoner so willingly
Swallow somatically, familiarly enveloping, it’s almost comforting
My body withdrawn
From the Adriatic

And later on I asked about that heart growing
Drank too much rain, that black water, it got guttered, and so it drowned
While that one sank
Mine’s still floating
In the Adriatic