he spoke
from his mind
where it balanced
on his body

our eyes are foggy
but faces clear
and air peeks into
the smiles in our cheeks

a still place
wandering the starry sky
just bodies comfortable
in their own warmth;

I rest myself
in the alcove of sky
no fear, no worries
and gray does no harm


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