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Sep 2011
It is nighttime and you are lovely.
in this city of smog and black sky
the cellphone on your hip is
firefly light
eyes reflected in dusty windows
the glow-flow of neon signs
and too-blue high beams
moonbeams on a glass pond
Written by
Loutre
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