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| they prayed and laughed and were full of one another
 in the calming wake
 of evening's fire...
 | the june sky rocketed over latent heat made his palms ache
 her feet burned blue
 the air, tinctured with sage...
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 2.
 
 
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| arriving with a smile and a kiss
 and a hope
 for further exploration...
 
 
 | dusk, the hills' ruddy silhouette swept the lakebed bare
 blushed the east buttes red
 the moon's contours: the warm crevices...
 
 
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| in dawn's first beams dancing in the darkness
 he basked in her
 warm privileges...
 | she gave no refrain they staved the dawn
 she made his blood roil
 they shared desert confections
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| with the taste of the moon filling his senses
 complete and still...
 
 
 | she descended the tamarisk burning like a hawk's eye
 before a kill
 
 
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| just touching the note that sang in the rising light...
 how the day sounds!
 | she was birdsong in the willows oh, how they would learn
 how love must run aground!
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