Thursday, March 13, 2008


a late ray of sun
turns gold the afternoon and your hair when
turning your unguarded expression is that
of a child
expansive and clear
the sky from a peak
unweighed by thought or decor
eyes wide open mouth slightly so
you dangle your feet in the water
dappled by sunlight ripples
outward from your motion

i love this revealed innocence
a second composed of light and chance
chance enchantment of the suns repast

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