Tonight's Poet Corner: If You Were Stuck

If You Were Stuck
by Belinda Roddie

She drinks my lifeline
from the heart of a coconut

and she spreads out my dreams
like dried fish on thinning string

On this deserted island, we lay
so closely together that the waves

cannot determine if we are one
person or two from a distance

Now I take a sip of her passion

It's sweet and milky, yet also
leaves a bitter tang, lingering

in the back of my throat
like the aftertaste of a virus

Once we build enough castles
out of sand, we retreat to our own

stitched out of palms and kelp
and we will sleep more, if only

so we can devour the wishes we've
kept waiting for the fire for so long