Eye lashes the color of spring
sleep appears from far off space
flapping waves bubble white like night
I wake to your still light
water falls breathe
gently brushing tiny bumps
tingling tapered skin
your forever aroma I adore
like a dark quiet night
or a single stared sky
speaking the questions of why
and it appears…
it appears as silhouette reflection
through the clear black mirror of my mind
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