Under sulfur skies, the drunken tides
Will pull us in
Unfolding, but not breathing
Upon your breast, I'll rest my head
In laziness
Gestating, just dreaming
But not breathing
My swallowed tongue, my wounded dove
Your eyes are mine
Occluding, we're sinking
Just drifting, not breathing
Releasing
In shallow ponds, within your palm
There lies a mind
Dissolving, not seeing
Unfolding, not thinking
Releasing, not breathing
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