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[nomoremosquitos]

good morning ganymede
your face brings out
the eos in me
i ache to keep
your seashell feet
with me
here
we'll watch the world
progress
without
you
but yet
your life
for another's
seems a surer bet

(i watched you turn
am left here
a watchful wife
to a husband
of deepening
greys)