japan
Swell your eyes aside
crystal inner tide,
traced with pastel scythe.
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Bridal semaphore,
frayed the skin you bore,
distal, little worn.
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Lapping trickled hymns,
swooning little brims,
afraid of everything.
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Polar ricochet,
a touch of hand away,
spire underlay.
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Wreath in river here,
race to venture near
lip and curve adhere.
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Ivory along
suscitated tongue,
I had palms that sung.
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