I Remember You.
Think not of dates,
as space
awaits,
where
time is free-
forgotten sea.
To play in light,
through
depth and height,
to live
and be-
forgotten we.
Warm bodies whet,
the glean
of sweat,
the time's now
place-
forgotten grace.
The work of Him,
to teach
to swim,
in joy til end-
forgotten friend.
as space
awaits,
where
time is free-
forgotten sea.
To play in light,
through
depth and height,
to live
and be-
forgotten we.
Warm bodies whet,
the glean
of sweat,
the time's now
place-
forgotten grace.
The work of Him,
to teach
to swim,
in joy til end-
forgotten friend.
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