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A Night with You


the warm waves,

under the night sky,
touched my feet


how even as my toes

dug into the ground

I felt as if

I were floating

on a cloud


how the rays of the moon

glowed upon the world,

making all feel ethereal


then


the dawn came,


then


the waves receded,


then


the moon buried.


how the sobering rays

of the pale sun

returned the cold breeze

of the morning


how I miss the night:

to be where the problems

of the day could not reach me,

where all seemed

beautiful,

happy,

and right

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