Stretching the limits

You told me you love me.
Which is good for
the ears and the soul.
Then you showed
me the pictures.
A whistling memory
of wet lips and connected
bedside manners.
All living within our dreams.
So, we apply ourselves
to our path away
from the darkness.
And the water and
air are ours – yours and mine.


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