motif
to be looked at as if you
are the world, glances stolen
across rooms, under radar.
isolating new brinks,
hands brush, skin prickles as
times shift over seconds,
the deep end proved to be
intoxicating, and lovely,
but it too was drained
as summer came to a close
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