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love in the sun

 


late September.

the warmth of the
sun kisses my body
like lovers from
my youth.

I pray for days
such as these;

the blue sky
leaping for
joy,

the simple serenity
of knowing one
is alive.

but the sun will
leave the sky all
too quickly;
a fox running
from the hounds
and the hunters
horn.

this day will
end,

as love
ends,

as a kiss
ends,

as warmth
ends.

but if we are
lucky,

and the gods are
just and kind,

that end will not
be today.

no...

not
today.



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