Spring

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Always looking down,

With craned necks,

To glimpse the moonlit surface.

~

Just a little drop,

Of someone’s fear,

Falls into every well.

~

A sympathetic breath,

In the shadows

Seeps into all the fractures.

~

Maybe just a mark,

On the underside,

A scratch to break the shell.

~

We can count the stars,

In the echoes,

Spectacular turned specular.

~
Come on, take a turn,

Hold your breath and,

Let’s see how brave you are.

(c) Accidental Tentacles 2017

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