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An Evening Alone

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We stained the wind / with our voices
had the sky protested in nebulous ache?
Evening had left us / The slithers of moon are
nervously slipping away / in ethereal trace.

Icicle stars creep / in coy / stalactite whispers.
Tumbling orb / like dew drop onto grass.

Endlessly / I am awaiting the dawn
naked / under sol's fire spun eye
delicious tongues of sun
spoonfuls / settling in the sky. 

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PaulMacklin P.S.Macklin 2011

Read south and stare,
straight towards aurora.
updated Dec 2 '11 by PaulMacklin

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