david

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chiselled your cold stone hands so your fingers would slot into mine. put you atop a pedestal and spun you in a round. sunlight glistening off the clayey white, speckled minerals a rainbow of tints flashing in the evening glow. look into your eyes where i have carved black tunnelled holes for pupils, all the better to gaze into your mind with. drape my forearms across your shoulders, hold them together behind your back. i'll take you diving underwater, your marble hair an immobile wig only shimmering by means of waves mingling with starlight, my found treasure wreckage under the sea. i'll waltz with you in a music box, the tinkling chimes of affection on replay forever and ever till the sun is but a little lukewarm light at the edge of the ocean. we spin and i half-close my luscious lids, your face blurs with my windsmote tears, and time warps and blends and phases into two currencies- two faces, past and future, both sides of the coin finding a fourth dimension to convene and be, in the middle.

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