You are a Koi one my fish-kin, my friend. Waves splash against shore, rock in the breeze. Maritime mathematics, the bay's minuend.
Fish fly through water and hang from trees.
Our Lady's stone-cold, silent coterie. Lines cast, sunfish circle widest at day's end. Waves splash against shore, rock in the breeze. Ships in bottles, brandy, eau de vie. Tope swim parhelic circles at world's end.