in viscous pools of joy, relaxing, we glide...
for my mind to bear.
and, as we shimmer into sleep, something's unshared.
a tear forms just behind the soft peace of your shades...
you trip.
your eyes, which were clear in the night, are opaque as you stand...
for it to last...
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