laying
in the afternoon sunshine
on
a faded wooden porch
my
eyes are closed the but world is turquoise
and
the world is calm and still
and
the raven sits and caws
it's
deep guttural call
at
regular intervals
time swirls away from me slowly
in
small escaped sighs
in
lightly drunken nights
half
returned smiles
empty
coffee cups
and
watching the moon
with
you solemnly by my side
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