light swells
the horizon as
the clouds dock
their ships in the hills

sky limits
the view of all
but the brightest stars

we
can
see a
sad venus
a tear shaped
rhinestone on the
face of a blue
goddess

light puffs
up the dark blue
balloon. Lighter and
lighter before it
pops open with
puffy white
popcorn
clouds

they'll roll
around inside the
big blue bowl
'til nighttime
when the
crepuscule
shall
close
like
a
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