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a quarter 'till one

the hush in the night air

stands to stretch

the wind bows to the horizon

gracefully holding the hand

of the sea

back away from the face of

the curious moon

sentiment sketches the evening

in timeless tender shadows

nature in her envy

stirs up a wild wood scent

that grows a dancer's legs

and  waltzes beneath our

tickled noses like a

flamboyant flamingo

after the tiniest of sips

I laugh

thinking aloud I say

I love you for all of this

this utter dreaminess

but I never liked champagne

my grinning apology

you choose to absorb mid word

and I become lost once again

in the overwhelming joy

that is you

for but me and this night

you kidnapped romance

and bathed me for a new day............

(Feb. 22, 2008 751am)