can we waltz in the rain
on this dark windy night
find the cold where it’s hiding
and turn on the light
there are evergreen shades
and sonderous hues
of a monstrous potential,
a cessna’s eyeview
spin through the skydrops
and fall through the woods
eat up the moonbeam dust
drink of the air
fly past the brandywine
into the east
dive through a comet trail
find us complete.
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