Slipping
Dim shimmer
to stars, violet wisps
thickening to night.
Wind's hush and distant
traffic, a brook
lapse and hollow.
Fog of trees,
gardens, fields
dew-heavy, fading.
Our footsteps
over ebbing road,
my hand into yours.
Dim shimmer
to stars, violet wisps
thickening to night.
Wind's hush and distant
traffic, a brook
lapse and hollow.
Fog of trees,
gardens, fields
dew-heavy, fading.
Our footsteps
over ebbing road,
my hand into yours.
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