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Saturday, 20 July 2013

The Troubled Senses of Separation

Sunlight lifts the dew from the grass
Infuses the moisture
Into a morning haze

Shadows turn
The tree bark black, diffusing
The joy that followed last nights daze

Once we touched
Once we clasped
Once our lips met, luscious together


from 
Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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