While the sunburn in my head 

Gets ready to peal 

The smooth and time stricken ocean floor

Her body in the midnight water

Or hers in the September twilight

Or his in a lifeless February 

Too much room for regret 

And not enough for a cherry slushy

Lovers all fall into sleep 

with another set of teeth within inches 

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