1.
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they prayed and laughed
and were full of one another
in the calming wake
of evening's fire...
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the june sky rocketed over
latent heat made his palms ache
her feet burned blue
the air, tinctured with sage...
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2.
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arriving with a smile
and a kiss
and a hope
for further exploration...
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dusk, the hills' ruddy silhouette
swept the lakebed bare
blushed the east buttes red
the moon's contours: the warm crevices...
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in dawn's first beams
dancing in the darkness
he basked in her
warm privileges...
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she gave no refrain
they staved the dawn
she made his blood roil
they shared desert confections
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3.
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with the taste of the moon
filling his senses
complete and still...
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she descended the tamarisk
burning like a hawk's eye
before a kill
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just touching the note that sang
in the rising light...
how the day sounds!
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she was birdsong in the willows
oh, how they would learn
how love must run aground!
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