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Right There

it was right there
in the shadows
an abstruse moon overhead
abandoning the lonely night sky

I became (en)rich(ed)

winds blown
in from the horizon
a mere two
interloped as one

inherent
in-between breaths
birthing the break of dawn

I was blind
not by the sun
but the beauty undercover
connected
to the sultry
of fine fashion

brushing back the senses
tingling the receptors
cutting up the edges

distinction engulfing attraction

it was there
right fucking there
in the darkness
I found the light