kites like rainbow dragonflies
hover furlongs above the
smell of the sand
lovers in the setting sun
halting to kiss
one shadow on the shore
seagulls reeling all
afternoon in the warm air
cold sobered them up
I’ll mark you in my book of memories between sunfires at dawn and dusk and meteor waves jolting the spheres the memory of you will be a ho...
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