with all the ocean
between
us, we
wait. we sway.
we dance
the ocean dance like
moonbeams in
the
day-time (we) owe it
all to you, to
swallowed leaves
on top of old screen doors
and
swallowtail doves
on
fence posts, (we)
discover things
about winter in texas
(we)
never knew
and we live like
we're underwater
for
(most) of our lives,
we dance.
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