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Your dawn chorus
In our deliberately darkened bedroom,
the silvery slivers of this day's first light
softly kiss the contours of your face,
carefully carving out each perfect curve
like a sand-dune's crest
beneath a bright new moon.
These lines,
as bold and clear as Nevada neon,
sing out in harmony
a dawn chorus of good fortune
heard by my eyes alone...
Saturday 10th August 2013 7:14 am
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