You bob up, catch a bit of air
Then sink down
Slowly
Deeply
You saunter up, sit a minute
Drop a hint
Of this
And that
You stand up, sprint away
Quickly, quickly
To dark corners
You can not park here
You sidle up, with a little smile
I beg you to stay awhile
But no
You zoom up, out of desperate reach
And then back again
All of you at once
Drowning out warnings
Weaving knots in my waking up
Morning thoughts
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