Teemings

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by astro

idly considering

the rise of your hip

and the swell of your breast

crashing against the endless shore

of a lazy summer day

white sails flapping in the breeze

clouds skitter past

buoyed on a rising wind

I pursued your silent siren song

and plunged into the sea

searching far beneath the waves

through swarms

of glittering gold diatoms

flickering in the streaming sunlight

laughing at my folly

you are the ocean's daughter

turned on the lathe of heaven


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