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Caught in the tailing
Caught in the telling of pale moon light
walked with the falcon on a journey at night
Two doves lay, poised to repeat
Last summer's night gown, sheer and pleat
We embarked on our journey into the dawn
hoping for a red morning sunrise, you know the kind
it is the one I did want
Kisses on the forehead
Touching of the feet
Perhaps a warm bath of honey
would this even be possible
Only for you dear,
your subtle delight is why I stand poised to perfect
this, little calm... still moment
