saranac lake sunset

little bird

i own the lake

with the three boats

strolling home

i own the end

of the summer day

with the sun balancing

on a mountain

for this moment

the light of the sky

with the hues of dusk

the back of my t-shirt

damp from the ride

a wake

from the stroll

plays patty-cakes

on the shore

this is my view

and the evening

breathes out of me

i turn

and ride away

away from the shore and

the dark that is coming

because the night is on loan

to other lovers

but is waiting for you

to dip your toes

into my ambience

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