Wednesday, March 28, 2012


What charm at sunset

 Compels two voices to meet?

 Double act magnetism?

Expressions so sweet?

They whirl each other

Into their dreams,

Chat about how life

Curves with the streams.

One dance in two minds

Words trip the air.

He taps his feet

She twirls her hair.

Too soon it was over

This devotional hour

They part like petals

Of a wind blown flower

Twilight thickened

Moon begins it reign

Each make to their homes

By the sea and the plain.

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