ULTIMATE CONVERSATION

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blue blue sky

falling

swallowed too soon by twilight

tender breath upon the cheek

a sillhouette up in the trees

to the discerning ear

the sound of furious wind

restlessly scrawling letters

likely to God

in a far off language that only they can understand

sitting here with you now

I hear their tone

and frankly that conversation is more beautiful

than rainbows at dawn...........

(written Dec 26,2004 6am)






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