I sit ~

I sit on the banks of the lake, black and brown lava rocks on red soil, 
sinuous branches of green tree, reflecting the ripples of an evening sun 
I think of you
Clear as the mirror 
the lake is at this moment, teased  by a meandering breeze, 
tingles spreading all along 
the expanse of my body 
silent, invisible
Just like me.

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