I know you're here, there, everywhere
A presence virgin to the eye
A fragance yet to be tasted
I have yet to touch you
You have yet to touch me
But my bare, cold skin feels
Floating is my favorite pastime, my kind of fun
Drowning, what I do to keep my sanity
The waves ebb into my body
Dog-eat-dog, dos and don'ts
How much more will it take
The icing on my cake

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