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Jan 2011
Distant cows are humming,
As the crack in the sky appears.
A jagged black line, with white
Snow caps illuminate.
Pollution becomes
Orange, gold and violet
Explosions in the sky
For us.

Your hands, smooth and strong,
Though you're well into year 51,
Wrap around my Levi 501's,
As we bend our wings back in the morning sun.
As we bend our wings back in the morning sun.

You are both beautiful and antique,
Old as these stars are.
Alpha and Omega...
I forgot how long we've really been married.
And I don't care how long 'til we're buried.

This universe is our flawless design,
We will be vocalized in the sky.
Erase this constant limitation,
Begin ascent.

Let's make these galaxies our children.
Ryan Bowdish
Written by
Ryan Bowdish  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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