the beauty that has streamed from you.
again you are pulled out
by a wind from beyond
by the bark of love in fear
by a vastness of water, of thoughts
of thoughts of water
water of all thoughts
thoughtful water
a wind that made you
a wind over water that carried you
to here, where you are staring
trying to think, what is this beauty
that so frightens desire.
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