blue

River Jengu
1 min readJun 1, 2021
Photo by zinn man from Getty Images

I am a body of water.

The deep belongs to us; a colossal monster who birthed our kin and harbors our love

It is dark and silent when he awakes, scaled fingers reaching for me, tender mouth aching with the cold of my kiss

Black eyes wide and beautiful, black skin an altar to my passion

Did I ever know anything, before my tongue tasted his? I was lost in nothingness, drifting with the tide and the dark. He fell from the ships, suffered a thousand deaths before the water saved him. Never has his gaze been stricken with fear, when he saw us coming to him. Creatures of the deep, cold and caring, sirens without a song.

With me, he has lost his life. When I made him one of us, with salted nectar and kisses painted blue, he said it was the day of his true birth. Away from the white man’s lashing, from the white man’s fear and the white man’s greed, he could finally be.

He kisses me and my tail wreathes around his

Our kin spiral around us, celebrating his life, his rebirth, our union

Beneath the waves, Mother Ocean cradles and blesses us

We become one.

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