afternoon with the axolotls

she hits the plate with both hands high, downward is heavenward and we are not alone, condensers on and a drop is found, a fingertip trace says to me i can see you when you are wet, a bed of dead leaves grace the ground, a quick glance to the other side and we will not be found, symbiants in haste command come close, screams to me i can see you above the rest, and through it all she seems secure, downward is heavenward and we are not alone, head thrown back, a sickened sigh, eyes shut, beelzebub can we do this without a net?