She feels the high seas inside
When a wave crests from her stomach
Up into her solar plexus drowning her lungs
As she gasps for air “HuuuH”
That is how badly she wants
She laughs relieved, not dead, not alone
The inhale expands her rib cage
She holds her breath,
Full of air, full of oxygen, full of life, full of full, full of God, full of herself
She exhales with a sigh,
With a soft, with a slow, with a song
A song of long longing having had,
A song of hollow haunting having held
A silent wing stroke by her cheek
The crested wave again in her stomach
Surfing up through her lungs
Barfing up into their first kiss
Lipstick smeared on the wall
Where they fucked
They couldn’t wait
She wants breakfast in bed with a blowjob
to be seen, to be touched in her soul
Where is your soul? He asks
It’s right here, she says,
He kisses the air where she’s pointing,
Strokes it with his bare hands
A tear rolls down her cheek
When she discovers her heart
Buried in the third toe on her right foot.