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
If I love you, what business is it of yours if I love you, it is no business of anyone’s including mine own You cannot exact any requireme...
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