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Mar 2014
he watched the sun
the way she watched the moon

grey sadness
longing for
warmth
to heat his skin

pale golden clarity
missing the greyness
cool
across her skin

won't you stay
he would whisper
watching the sunset
won't you hasten
she would murmur
watching the sunset

i wish you would leave
he would
tell the moon
never leave me
she would
implore the night

then one day
as the moon
bathed in the pale
flickering sunlight
he stumbled across
a sleeping figure
and she was awaken
by man's clumsiness

i'm so sorry
he said
i forgive you
she said
voices
mixing in unison
the sunlight
the moon
hovered together
for a second
before they fell apart

footsteps
receding
leaving
left and right
forever
will never be the same again
pluie d'été
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pluie d'été
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   Edward Alan
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