an explicit saline councilor
in the deepness of my eyes
sing prominently your song

their treasured susurrations
lean on the pond of my heart,
somewhere in right ventricle

beauty orchestrated by lungs,
like a Scottish bagpipe sound
oxygenates your sensations

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