Inclination Combed Your Eyes
where you must float around me
a snapped stone melted into
that bottom of water glass
beside myself, drift currents
it shattered up to sunrise
and rippled through my shirt for
my heart with blue lows drawing
from sea with her fingerprints
a million shores leading out
the more you ebb than ~our ebb~
we feel a thousand lifetimes
same reflections in our gills
Copyright © Paige Hind | Year Posted 2024
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