with breath you found me
wandering, wading along the
turquoise silver shoreline
of your eyes
as if in a dream developing
at high tide
the amazon cobalt thighs
of the ocean moans your name
gushing, churning up sea foam
and glistening sand
tows us out to vastness
no land beneath our feet
nothing to hold on to
not even each other
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