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Grounded
Loosely woven layers of midnight encircled us.
Lucid dreams engulfed my senses as we slept
giving way to memories of you leaving me on the ground.
I would stand and stare in a whirlwind of perfumed air.
You were so untouchable.
You were beautiful like an angel in flight
that couldn't touch down.
Raymond Strickland Jr. 1992
