Jack Nymph

Bathing in your dephts

Safe you feel, mermaid

Passing touches shall drown

Before their reach, you know I, lit a cig, in the penumbra of your reach

Aquatic, pedestrian or constellationless, I Love, below I've roamed, were you hide & preserve Love Surface And I shall deluge with you


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