Year of the Horseshoe

A morning spent with salt and sun Leave your shoes on while I go Down On you, I taste the ocean I've got sand on my tongue Now, now Your lashes bat, the belfry empties Out and up into the glow Take your time to tell your secrets Show me things I shouldn't know A kiss was killed with complications Show me more before you go Down, down (Will you hold your disbelief before I sip the sap You put your flesh between my teeth, you drink from my lips, I spill myself into you) I lost myself in the map you drew And tore to shreds, I couldn't tell you The tape for the turn of the year of the horseshoe Crab cake milkshake bottle cap corkscrew The wasp was landing to lick your sweat Apricot seasick fishing nets Fresh cut grass scratch shoulder blades Cotton limbs and catching glances A kiss on the mouth from the yellow roses Bow and arrow varicose veins