| Maiden Flight |
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| drop down slow beside me |
| weightless |
| into blue crystal . . . down |
| until descent becomes |
| ascent |
| from the paler world above |
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| sink in wonder |
| down . . . down |
| into the fringing reef |
| to where the moray eel awaits |
| watching solemn |
| beneath the scarlet sea fans |
| where feather dusters sweep pink |
| and delicate |
| in the slow sea surge |
| and white sand spills |
| from parrotfish |
| cracking coral with their teeth |
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| fly free with me |
| in this, our blue ballet |
| chasing different suns . . . and skies . . . and fires |
| shimmering iridescence |
| of jewels |
| that dance and flash and school |
| away and away |
| parting, regrouping |
| turning, always turning |
| inside this |
| our sunken kaleidoscope |
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