So alive and much more so in love

Twilight
A full moon
Between fractured branches
A Coyote leads me on
To fresh snow
A glance
From across the room
Is Intoxicating 
Days end
Heavy shadows
Splatter the lawn
With dawn is thunder
Leaves rain
Upon my roof
In our mist
The floating sky
In a half empty glass
Half full
The rest of dusk
may drizzle…
Lovers ashes
May drip
On waiting fields
It Slips
And drips
Falling it’s way through
And onto
You.
Perfection

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