I keep you tucked away,
as if your whole being could be contained in a tiny paper square
kept in the back pocket of my jeans
I unfold you, all but hold you, in my mind
in the certain stillness, our world’s collide
vast and great
entire oceans wide
like the last swim to mark September’s end
draw the curtains back;
marvel in our quiet submersion
I fold you up again
with oil and inked stained hands
for water cannot be still
but here, my dear, you always will.
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