I swam out of my depth
and dove deep into yours
and the water was clear
green blue, shot through
with gold
summer blinding
sun - far aloft,
fractured into wavering
fragments soft
way over my head
I am in your depth
you couldn't teach me how to swim
but I'm holding my breath
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