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Nebulae curl around your slender fingers,
dripping like paint pooled in your palms
as we pantomime on the shores of your peninsula.

Light bends in prismic fractals,
it cascades over you in capricious caresses
the way dawn's celestial candors coruscate so soft through pale curtains.

Dapples of colour erupt in parades at your presence
outside this window upon a vista of could-be's;
I find once more that your dimension suits me.