“Swimming in the Breeze”
Oceans are groomed from the stars brushing into each wave.
An eclipse lingers for its white face on the colorful drill near a roaring pop.
Colors flow in trails against missing links over dampened bubbles.
Waves come into a voice until volumes get refined of lust.
Dancing fingers make a cross near every cloud itching by the direct path.
Statistics become consumed within means of forced entrance.
Exploring perfection leaves rancid airs or promising features of heat.
Temperature wears down as shades mark it over variance.
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