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Aug 2017
Charged moments
whispers in the air
cool sweat on hot bodies
strong lips
and dazzling eyes,
lost swirling,
reflecting the stars.
Rhythm of the evening
falling from allegro
in time with the
decrescendo
of
voices.
The soft morning murmers
of birds and traffic
create the perfect postlude
where silence of steady breathing
is the thunderous applause
Echoing through
the breathtaking
theater.

A
Alexandria E Bassett
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