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Summer sky's in for a skinny-dip; water so tranquil even vertigo soothes. A mouth-wash ocean tinted turquoise, where roving surface tigers and solar fingers roam, tickling the shallow ticklish undersea. Mural waves nudge the ever-sleeping bed of pastel flora that dances, segues in dreams atop the denouement... Down, straight down lies a pitch funnel extenuating blues, unravelling the sapphire carpet from beneath the sea. Each school or smooth delinquent exists royally, to reign without claim or name or need of passport... Surface waves farewell as, darkly, without curtain, pressure mounts on silent venturers, as we slink, slide, slip, sink, and lip-synch affections; one woman, one man - living flares, we dive to light three unfathomed kingdoms: home, sea, and the abyss... |
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