The Vastness

She swims in a vastness which drifts


and within its essence caresses;


in affection of past, foregone, uncovered,


through rhythm and motion and boundless expanse.



So it becomes


(her advance of no mould)


in uncertainty covered and tension released,


as she swims through the vastness


(swallowed by it)


and her fondness softly embraces.



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