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Skin to Skin

The tide washed over me last night,

It carried my quiet body

From the warm sands

Drifting me into the sea.

And you were swimming in the waters.

The waves lifted me And for a while

We were skin to skin

In the sea of the dark night.

In that night I heard you in silence

Call me to encompass you.

And I, with arms And with quiet strength

Wrapped you about

Skin to skin In that dark night.

The dark currents of

The night rose in you

Touching my still body

With what moved you

Playing on the musical

Surfaces of my being.

Note on note you played me

In that dark night.

 

 

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