Starfish, playing on the sand
Pretty as the Sunset,
--Orange and Purple
And oh the wild streak
Of motley hues
Of silent clues
Makes me wonder
Oh Starfish, come
Near so I may touch
Your fragile tips
Supple bumps
Sweet mouth
There you go
--But not quite
Leave, don’t leave
Starfish, no
01.28.03
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