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Behind the days bluish glow 

I know you're there 

I wait for sunset and while away

Until the midnight hour 

Where your breath speaks to my soul 

Where constellations twinkle

in sequence delineating your secret name 

And as I rise weightless 

Leaving the old leaden sheath behind 

The cosmos suddenly opens 

A stream of concious light

Interconnected highways and byways 

And the game of tip chase begins 

Are you amongst the stars?

Are those your soul prints amongst the quasars? 

I search for you,

With all the excitement 

Of innocent eyes devouring the wonders 

but you still remain for all my efforts unseen...