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Tuesday, February 20, 2007

An enduring languagelessness and the sound of water

After the dream of the tidal pools:

In the water, with you, what I whispered was, "This is almost unbearably beautiful...in contrast to so much else." And I’m thinking now of your skin on mine, underwater, so warm, where there are no words.
Posted by cs at 10:55 AM
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