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Nov 2010
waiting
       waiting
              waiting
hands on dripping hips
heads hung, lashes laced
waiting, the waves were
              fading
       fading
fading
gone. but! what's that?
you missed us?
we missed you too
slowly
       slowly
              slowly
with sweet beckoning
and gentle coaxing
from our pruning lips
              lightly
       lightly
lightly
the rays rose higher
you could have left
but you came back
thank
       you
               friend
and we're off! charging forward
laughing!
screaming!
catching

our

breath.



this used to be enough.
Written by
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