We go dark in the light

Colour on the surface. I have lived colourful in the light

Splashed on to what looks like coloured me:

but not yet emptied;

It splashes on the body like a body in to water

with most fluid of me still to sun

Still to be made up in the loosening of the burgeon star

To radiate beyond the in between.

We wait until there is none of me left in that difference.

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