Contained between the confines of the cushions of the couch
a coziness, collapses between us, a silence, inside of calm, a love, without a doubt
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The night artist arrives
with paintbrushes of frost
the frozen canvas windshields
of parked cars reveal webs of
something beautiful
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In afternoon, I'm barely immune to the call of sleep, it's a deep tune of falling
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Something comes plummeting out of the corner of the eye
a red-tailed hawk, on the hunt, diving from the sky
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When intelligence is artificial
and emotion, superficial,
then the world we've encountered
becomes little more than a tangle of words
cloaked in something prejudicial
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Gathered, we spoke of everything but
The Stroke
She woke, listening to our chatter quietly,
then memory broke to the surface with a trademark salty joke
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Hues of you -
I dip the brush
to feel the rush
of color palettes
combining, mixing us
on a canvas of a first crush
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A morning surprise kiss as crisp as this reveals itself as a gift of a beautiful love and a gentle bliss
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