Watching the dawn
Feeling
The civil bite
As summer packs its bags
Soft refrain from trees
Birds in branches
About my day
An hour
A minute
Stepping from the shore
Into the deep end
Your hand still in mine
Warm fingers intertwined
And sometimes my
Enthusiasm for you
Is a clumsy ninja
Aspiring to a skill
I can’t quite figure
So it sits
Fused into a diamond
Catching the dawn
As I watch it
Come
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