Bunnies of White Rapids

i feel as swollen as lips of
her ever swirlin’

and the swell
seems to rhythm with
same thrum

if we make land,
it will be lone miracle
worth its blind

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image: https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-Epidermis-The-Frosty-Lips-2/1145853/4732721/view

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