We breathe until we were one
together one each as the other
dancing faster than our shadows
as the sun dances
inside its own shadow
her gold heart bare
to the eyes of death
Her glitter thrown glows wide
rising high from the top of the sea
soft to touch and freely given
fertilizing glass winds filling into
corners
And Into Heaven
with wooden spools
a film shot between lives
lifts sailors once forgotten
above water as they fly
far from the sea.
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