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Light turns
My room becomes dark
The fire glows
I am bathed in music
And warmth

Dusk arrives
A little more slowly
As the years change over
I am easy with love
And care

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I am alone for a while
I smile into the log fire
Pleased, that folks somewhere
Care for the photos I have posted
If I could play the piano
I would play Ben Fold's The Luckiest
Not that I could sing along
For singing is not my strong suit either
I am not alone anymore
Joined by someone moving boxes
Beginning the tidying, on a Sunday
For visitors arriving, on Thursday

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He, the she part of him
Held the strawberries
In the palm of his hand

She, the he part of her
Washed blueberries
In the sparkling stream

He and she
The she and the he part of them
Knelt on the spring grass

She and he
The he and the she part of them
Stepped on stepping stones

In the palm of their hands
In the sparkling stream
Eating blueberries and strawberries

They stepped on stepping stones
Knelt on meadow grass
Eating strawberries, and blueberries

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To do no more than sit and write
Let my mind fight whatever it feels it needs to fight
Always knowing; not what's right
But that nothing need be kept from clear sight
That whenever I wish to shine the light
The tightness will try to keep it tight
As night-time falls into blue-black night
That bright day no longer bright
With such decay that I just might
Distill the darkness with sheer insight
Show my mettle, fight my fight
As with my mother I'll fly my kite
Share our love, forego our plight

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I drive into the mist
The trees, bare of leaf, float trunkless
Lyle Lovett's music bares my lustful mind
I have, I feel, the touch of thigh on thigh
All of that time of life saddled in one momentous rush
That I shouldn't have wanted to say anything more
All of the lusciousness already self-fulfilling the score
But believe me he says
Slowly opening the ever open door
Out there, laid out in the starlights of nature
The true lovers are sharing the floor
I have, I feel, the touch of skin on skin
All of that time, of the time of our life
Grappled in one momentous crush
Hands under warm armpits, hands over warm breasts
If ever you would wonder, you would wonder the rest
Clothes straddled the floor, beauty banging my chest
Lost lovers loving in the afternoon, whatever's next

I drive into the light
The sky, scared of clouds, floats weightless
Eva Cassidy's music scares me, for you
For you and your less than trustful kind

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