By luna lunaseesays@aol.com
Date: 3 March 2001
reconciled
there's reconciliation
when i see your feet coiled with mine
a serpent of toes reering its head
come morning
i remember blue skies
and our breath gathering cotton
the water was incandescent
with lights glowing underneath
sand had turned our feet into
walking castles
your voice grew louder
your eyes were purged, black holes
suddenly my atoms stopped moving
and yours moved in
my hand slept safely on your chest
feeling your intakes of air
there's reconcilation
when i remember how we began
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