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anouka poetry
anouka poetry
anouka poetry
Floating
I was floating
above the image
we were creating
my body and his
we painted shapes
on the pages below
I could see
us, we
he saw me looking
came up
to meet me
we were both there
high
watching
there and here
there we were oblivious
concerned only with each other
here we stared down
longed to make
those pictures
we had thought to make
all night.
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