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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