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Hot spring dip in the chill moon-light slip right into darkness A moment before the gray moths take flight a moment of chalky whisper. Stone still steaming from scalding heat elbows can barely lean Cacti breathe, the sky depletes the memory of your hands. Hair slicked back into inky black pearls shine eyes of love A pinprick blanket of stars tonight envelope the shadows above. Promises made against the earth a mist of ocean gray Foot prints wet against the rock lead us away, away.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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