Floating on the ocean surface
Magenta strata clouds roll by lazily
Smeared across the orange dyed sky
Sounds of squawking laughter from high-flyers
Freezing cold water sheen - lapping at my naked body
Gooseflesh erupts to the surface of my skin
Below the tenous film of the oceans plane
Lies silken warmth like heated molasses
Whilst unseen schools of fish
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