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Ivory’s cold singes my skin

I sit      silent as morning

light gently glistens outside

then in

embracing empty gaps

between crevices

 

I clench

close my eyes

 

my thoughts drift and there

in that tiny lake

you wade in water’s gentle caress

 

morning’s light burns

it’s early but later

your kin will visit kindly

 

so I say lovingly

goodbye beautiful

flush!