filled
raze sunshine sinks
like an old friend undressing
under cover of the newborn night,
and though we're half crazy
from what the winter's done to us,
these bodies
can generate enough heat
to warm a frozen city
through this quiet storm
of shadows
and blood oaths.

one landlocked watercraft
rocks another
back and forth,
breathing a promise
only time can break.
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