It’s the way the ocean slides

from your eyes

Slides over lips still full

Rounded and soft

for kissing


And your arms hang happily never tiring

you climbed a mountain


there you sit an apex

A world of beauty

born from rust


with turmeric and sun

and these vessels sporting

creatures like you




of small

rapid things

of heart led dancing

and yet

straw still spins

and the doors

are blowing in the wind

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