Another poem.

I see you lying there against the wall, your skin
Pale as pearls or ghostly sand
Unknown by earth. Your hair falls
In ripples against your face, like
Plants of sea or pond stroking you into sleep; your eyes seem
Reflected from the bottom of the sea -
The eyes of a drowned sailor.

In more news, I've had my C2 exam - actually, it went OK. Here's to hoping that I get a good grade and don't have to retake. In other, worse news, I have a P2 exam on Friday...wish me luck, I'll need it!