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T H R I C E

I:

our flotilla;
your cupped hands
the grace of my rib cage
as we drift toward
the shelter of a quiet cove


II:

my hair tangles
the valves of your heart
holding you at bay
for a moment
till I return your breath


III:

the children we were
play together
share ev'ry secret
rolling in the grass, always
laughing in our dreams
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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