Surface
For two days, we quietly emerged from the periphery.
Fingers deftly speaking through the day, you were divided, but less so.
Moving free I saw your smile sent with abandon,
gladly treading in normally reserved waters.
Your voice, sweet air filling bouyant cells to sustain my heart.
Monday comes and I return, looking up from just below
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“Moving free I saw your smile sent with abandon,
gladly treading in normally reserved waters”. 🙂
The title of this is strong and it does its work to make this poem all it can be.