Your face ripples to mind / to pleasure me / and out again / an image lost /
only to splash onto my page of work / clear as a beached shell/
I listen down to low tide / hoping to hear your breath / but its softness
drowns in the warning cry of a starboard buoy / lurching on the bars of waves /
stretched across the sound/
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