Waking Up
Close your eyes and I will follow you anywhere,
whether the tangle of your hair is strangling my fingers
or circulating around your green knit cap
as you look between me and the water, me and the floor,
where even our shadows can't separate anymore,
held against each other in the inverse evening,
whispering to each other: open your eyes,
and
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