Your Body Bends Like Riverbanks
poetry by Amber Sparks
71% of the earth is comprised of water,
and by molecular design, so are we.
So, when I say loving you feels so natural,
so powerful, so cleansing,
that correlation becomes crystal clear.
Your heart is an expansive ocean,
yet I float comfortably coastal.
The ebb and flow of your currents,
the gentle rocking as I drift into dreams,
remind me that on these shores, I’m home.
You possess the power to both
baptize and drown me, and yet
be it the days of summer sprinkles,
or the nights of sudden storms,
I’ll dance, arms outstretched, in your rain.