They sposta like water,
Shadowless, in their luminescent
Splashing, like the laughter
Of waves on the beach, incandescent
By giorno with a million reflections of sunlight,
Remaining awake as the full moon da night….
They smile like friends,
Long-lost but never forgotten,
Longing to make amends
For opportunities unbegotten;
Beyond physical embrace, emerging
To enclose my lonesome spirit with their merging…
They gaze like sisters
In a fellowship of healing:
Mending fractures, soothing blisters,
Closing gashes, never leaving
Any wound untended
By healing as water was intended;
A spiritual transfusion—
My being...
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