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Umbra to Orange
Unbroken day
cracked umbra to orange,
but in the realm between moments,
I did not wake alone.
You coalesced about me,
lit the languid void of speech,
and there was nothing,
blessed nothing,
but only
fragrant seas of linen,
familiar flavors on the wind,
waning tides, cleansing moon—
our own piece of god.
You welled up with the sun,
blurred in my eye, and fell away.
All forty hapless miles,
sleep well,
and Love,
between my dreams, good night.
Your absence sleeps in my arms,
its breath silent as the truth.
Still I cannot curse the lie;
I lived you this morning.
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