when settling in –
I test your Waters
with a leeward Smile – it
is here, in
this Conjecture, that
We promise Each other the Night in
our arms our quiet
breathing
issuing together a soothing balm these
Seas the rolling Seas
here to wrap us in a swirling Embrace each
look a lover’s last Stance
against uncertainty unhinged and Knowing --
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