Good morning gorgeous

We began with little words
That became small sentences
Skirting the edges of reality
Our sight becoming focused

She became a lunar mirror
An echo of my inner desire
Clarity was absent form
Emotions overcame reality

We jumped into a pool of...
Thoughts... Dreams... Dots...
Void of rational thought
We gasped for tenderized air

Do I regret trying...
Could our timing been better...
Should our center been different...
No...yes...yes...

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