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ambient dirge

the rain like sorrow falls
it falls from broken sky
it has no song to give

my cottage dimly lit
in bleak environs rapt
to curse the somber dark

the road runs east to chance
to seek a stranger’s touch
or spend the night alone

a man is born to hunt
and woman feels the same
while fate but spins her web

we drink, we speak, we dance
and in our secret hearts
we light a fragile spark

the passions that we dream
in common ways, unfold
we barter love for sex

the stars at last will sleep
and when the moon departs
the rain will come again…

(Art: Miguel Colinet)

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