Non-Erotic Poetrydark watersstretching out to find
that blue shoulder
in the cold late hours
of a bad dream
I use your arm as a pillow
as I swallow shattered
reflections of navigated
rivers
of a lost world where
traveling rogues still
journey to find
a hallowed path
to abandon ship
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