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~ Attribute the Moon ~ Full-shining barely broaching Western rooftops before dawn. Early morning. Sky-deep Darkness... but, the moon. Lips glossed; eyes reflecting Glowing skin smoothly lit. Stay a pace I may behind you Just to view your silhouette. Ducks mumble quiet murmurs Adjust and flap, retuck a wing. Quiet rustle twisting leaves Shifting shadows cobble wall. Temptation touching Reach compelled Clumsy bumble Mood dispelled. ....Charles Thurber 2000 |
