Just in case the constellations align
in our favor
Just in case her members burn with delight
right above our temples
You will need these rules
for a healthier swim back.
Before you caress my essence
with your gaze
Before your compass locates my bearing
so you appear a ripple away from me
Before your pentadactyl emerges
for a gentle squeeze
And before your misty slugs tremble
to search for fluffy limericks
All in a bid to coerce me a second time,
Use your skull!
Because if you fail again,
I will entwine your arteries and veins
Then scramble the rhythm of your heart.
And unless my song is all a blur,
the next stroke will be the last of its kind.
We’ve reached our next concourse.
Dare to proceed?