My Mouth, Your Mouth

We kiss,

my stomach
full of seashells
and saltwater, 

my mouth a cavern
where coelacanth and nautilus
tell secrets of the origin of the earth,

my mouth a living fossil,
your mouth a storm.

This poem was originally published under the pen name Gabriel Gadfly.
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