Afterlife

Magenta dusk,
Breezy after heat,
Terracottas
Slope to the street,
I hear the music
Bring on the night,
Children singing,
The moment is right
For love to come out
In the open, laughter
Rings like a song,
In the dawning afterlife.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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