26 April 2019
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There is longing in those dark blue pools
When you look this way, the way you did
all those years ago
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The pebble of my leaving still leaves a
faint ripple ring around your heart
I can feel it come for me
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I am the shore feeling the dark waters
of your heart tap, tap, against my edges
They are caught in the moss of me
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All that moist yearning feeding
on the green verdancy of my becoming
I no longer swimming in you
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Past the treading of water to catch
all my breath back to myself
You can not pull me under
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Buoyant, diving with the sharks
wrapped in jelly fish and barracuda
your pools are a puddle
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And I breathe under water now
I make waves not ripples
I am the emerald sea
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~ cc… jeanne adwani
