Stranded (or swimming)

February 23, 2013
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The stream of corridors melded
The grassy verge
It was that day again
June - her month, when the bees
Exchanged their serenades
And the water warm
Her face in the water, slipping
Under the ripples
And now, on the corridor
Swimming in synthetic blur
He leaves the verge but she's
Still in
the water.

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