In smoky water
Seconds paused
Slowed, disengaged
At 7 an opening door
Slim shadow on the threshold
Eyes that spoke
Before a word
Stars pinned
In inky velvet
Dance in
Deverish delight
Your voice
From far away
Floats to me
Reaches out to touch
Lips, warmed
By flickering hope
Lips grown cold
From disillusioned kissing
Suspended in this
Spinning vortex
Kissed into surrender
Submerged in your arms
Will we dance?
You and I
Submerged and suspended
Will we dance?
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