Monday, April 03, 2006

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Mandela
light,
hidden amidst billowy
dark,
floating in the night’s eye
watching,
your luminescence entrances,
touches—
breathing cool on mine.

Solitary meeting
cycles of light—
dissolving but steady, an
eternal commitment
Manifest passion
amongst stellar whispers
You leave me, again,
standing,
alone.

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