The sky opened today
with your exhalation.
Lips against mine,
filling my lungs with your unspent air.
We dim-darkened together.
Your dry lips,
I feel the wetness behind them.
We whisper like lovers-
kisses, not because, no
I’ve never made love to you
I feared the hooks, the barbs, the lures
No gills, gasping, arching.
Not because I feared you’d pull me up
to the surface to flap around on your deck.

Kisses, not because, no,
I feared I’d bring down your ship
with me fathoms deep
and drown us both in inky,
Bedouin dreams projected on bed sheet screens.
Not that any of this is real
except that I feared.
I see you paper cut wince.
It might hurt more than this,
calculating clever-less.

Very nice, awesome imagery

very nice

Another , lovely write!

great fish imagery-great poem