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Cimarron Sky

In the distance of the Cimarron desert clouds mound in peach hues as the horizon they skirt. Hot smoldering parched winds whirl along the ground clasping all dew and moisture all around. Cactus in the mid day purge with anguished heat out of its pores, milk does excrete. Heat rays beating out a sound in the Cimarron sand, one could drown. Beauty in the silence of this dry forbidden place life and death in an endless race. Wet moist drops of liquid cool fluid of life death has lost face in rife. Over distant Cimarron mountain terrains nightfall cascades in violent rains.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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