Friday, July 02, 2004

Fiji

you're the apple of my eye
delicious and ripe with color
i see you in a shiny new light
one i thought i'd never discover
it glistens like sand passing through my hand
like soapy water in a cup
pinging and singing a sweet new song
with each ripple against the rim
hold your breath and dive in

pressed together hands
slicing through the water
the humming of your voice
dances in my ear
open your eyes
and come up for air

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