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Sunday, May 9, 2010

The Night You Flew

That night
you flew
one moment
my wrist
aching with
the weight of
you heavy
the next
holding
shimmering
sundrenched air
as
you flew
spokes glinting
my hands empty
your
joy
flying in that
golden evening sunshine
firelight dancing
in your hair
eyes sparkling
up roads
beginning
turning
corners
flying straight
through
my
heart
sparkling
dusk
with
your firelight
golden
from first cry
then, now
and evermore

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