tucking in a longing vessel o of carv
ed wood and scripted of clean lines to
hold two souls or/bodies slightly sun
baked as they lay with legs entwined a
distance held at bay in narrow quarters of
the rivers transient float. heads peek o,er
sides to see a wood primevil as a human
heart,and twin-orbs shined they watch in
awe at endless […]
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