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Feb 2013
A secret stage to live out dreams
Water rolls down the pane in streams
Filtered blue ray on blouse undone
Bedroom eyes in the midday sun

Gone like a passing summer rain
Dried and forgotten yet again
Warm light shines through the last droplet
Crumpled clothes in a back pocket

Look of June and the smell of spring
Young hearted steps a sidewalk king
Evening paints horizon line
A smiling boy with girl in mind

Sometimes heaven taps your shoulder
Some times wait though we grow older
Devin Weaver
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Devin Weaver  Oakland, CA
(Oakland, CA)   
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