Grouper

Moving machine

Grouper
Circles
Turning shapes
Upon a sphere

Working a pendulum swing
On the edge of a
Hollow twisted ring
Making patterns in the clouds

Buried waterfall on your shoulder
Carried her body along the
Sing about watching the moon grow foreign
And making patterns in the water

My love the rising of your chest
Watching moving machine
Carry warm breath into flight

And making patterns in your skin
And making light move
Across a surface

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