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Serenades
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and on the coldest nights I remember you
how you spilled ink across my sides
sliding along skin with each tide ebbing my spine
you followed its curve with yours
pulling chords from somewhere between
heart and heat
depths blind to me
I watched you float
stretching across my mind as shadows lined your back
you wore the strands a feathered cloak
sifting my palms through silk and sand
and I couldn't stand to see anymore
whispered at the precipice
you were the siren with the silent voice but I heard
your breath and beat
the soft serenade of your fingers tipping
through the hollow caverns in my chest
thinking how I wish
I could be better
but your smile silvers tonight
and I can only take
take and take
this warmth
and this face
this mouth
and these eyes
spearing my head
you dragged me below
kelpie hair swirling
in this riptide you showed me first
but that was then
so I bury you
Pandora in the bare ground
yet these regrets spider in hatched eggs I didn't know
until now
and in the cold light of slants and shades
I bear you back to the winter
so long ago
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