to be pulled the
length of water
separating our bodies;
you're within, even
without you now.
Hang your hair in your
eyes, lover. Whisper
and feel my teal-colored
sighs turning blue, turning bluer.
Whisper hazel
eyes across the screen. Stay there
inside my ear - your wave crashes
against inside around within
my wave - inside is a silent
hollering in a conch shell,
smooth and pink,
vibrant, alive.
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