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| …but you’re not there from our shore I swore I could smell the mountain air — majestic, stoic, lowering in dull moon light, but less romantic for one stiffly unbelieving. water absorbed a string of light-connecting beach fires, collectively incinerating bark-bare wood combers in flannel and cardigans hauled. wandering waves obediently encircled our nimble toes stripped bare, yet never dared run free, or hand-in-hand down an extended scene, because I didn't know you and you never asked me one single question, while waiting on friends to gather, silence filling, building mystery. a dull blue lake chilled darker by minute time. my head clocked infinite expansion in our vacuum until it ran past limited eternity, as long shadows finally interceded. whenever smoke lifts to the moon, my heart skips upon Superior blue. I feel you idle next to me in oversized, cable sweater, swirls of over-applied sweet scent mix in earthen-steeped steam. I reach for your hand... 2.16.22 7.11.22 12.21.23 tweaks unrequited can be the poet’s eternal disease. 2.20.22…and who cares now when I wrote that? #romantic #summer #moon |
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