byLauren Hynde©

the night tick-tack'd
in the content ambit of its warmth
scintillations and quivers
the tenuous vibrations
of your skin
when I glimpsed
this poem reflected
in rhythms drawings structures
of a syntax that produced
aerial obsessions like wind light and you

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