watermarked i) clepsydra you measure hours with the tips of your fingers imprint me with invisible runes and mark the resonance between breaths while we unbind time ii) watermarked your words and sounds still swim across my skin indelible and unseen until you hold me before the light of the moon until you look iii) the water of life the drops pool into hours while my wrinkle-woven fingers draw slow ripples across your flesh and goosebumps scatter like stars in the dark between
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