We are the River

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Drumming on the river’s soul.
Clandestine meetings, hushing the rush.
To be with you, away again.
Moving waters breathed in
a little stillness,
a little joy.
Away from shallows in
deeper the winding stairs.
I am the girl before the river, trying to see the world’s reflection.
I am the girl with no hair, shaven but prepared to see my own eyes.
In turn, I’ll be the river moving waters.
Breathed in,
a little stillness,
a little joy.

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