X marks a paradise no explorer can find on any map, it's hidden in the kink where lakes fold into sky. Only I can lure you there, along the latitude of my smile until you thirst to fall through the fault line, between my lips, fractured by the ocean's sigh. Gasping, with a lungful of salt, and what ifs, you'll burn off my veil of dancing mists, taste possibility on my tongue, and discover again what it means to be young. #poetry #poem #poemsofig #poetryporn #writerslife #AmWriting #micropoetry #microfiction #inspiration #poet #poets #ink #writing #writingcommunity #poeticsighs #spilledink #writtenriver