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Jun 2010
You look at me
I look at you
The water's clear
See right through.

Look to the bottom.

Touch it there
Ripples move out
But I'm still here.

I see you smile
I touch your face
Let's take it slow
We're in no race.

The water's clear
Not green or blue
It's like my eyes
Seeing through you.
Step in, we adapt
Touch my lips again
Soak me in the water
Maybe I'll go numb again

Before too long
The sun is here
Canceling out
Our every fear.

Adjust adapt recuperate
And snap
Sprinkle the water
On my shoulders
So I can feel something again.

Under the old wood bridge
We built so long ago
Soaked through
And useless almost
But for shelter sometimes
Like now
From the sun
Coming out again overhead
To sweat
us, dripping
with warmth
when cold is what we need.
Please, plead
Cold is what we need.
Salty water is useless
in my eyes.

I don't know why
You feign surprise
How could you not know
I wish we had stayed
Or hadn't met
Or hadn't come.

In another world
I didn't show
...didn't want you to go
Stay with me here
The sun won't melt us away
Not yet
Few more hours still
It's only noon
Touch my lips one more time
Before I retract
Splash, ripple, out, out
Concentric circles
Ever-expanding until they
Hit something
Or give up, exhausted
With nothing left
Of what energy began them.
August 21, 2009
Written by
Lily Pandera
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