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Solstice Moon
Once upon a solstice night thou moon in perfect glory hung an effervescent light to tell a lonely story A silhouette of pure white cotton danced on the rain laden ground her rhythm remembered of passion forgotten as beauty seductively moved without sound Fullest moon ah cricket symphonies floating droves of firefly light they found their muse by her solitary mystery 'twas a grandest moment in life What good reason would an olive skinned maiden In bare feet dance under solstice moon? her feelings were larger than her life's narration such grand imagination needs room The only eyes that saw her that night were the nocturnal creatures that prey like men riding high upon entitlements right fierce as time... as it's slipping away She danced a wingless flutter her hair like petals in the wind like dreams laced with summer her eyes were full of fire for the flint To know the riddle of her soul one must know the poets tune examine her language without diminution to know the ghost in the dance which she holds Yes, once upon a solstice night mesmerized by the lure of the moon she left her tears upon her bed and choose instead though alone... her dance with fate to resume
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