Aches unseen form rivulets
And leeks
From the hollow of her collarbone
And lye
They should not but did
Flow fourth in step
In time set upon bared breast
They did not but should
Have left a stain there
She covers anyway
Fossil banks caked with salt sighs
And creeks
Escaping sweaty palms tie
Round the scarf.
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