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Naked high thrown against the sky

Sinuous limbs stretch

Reaching out into the blue

Like Summer’s swallows

Their first flight fast

Into the wisps of melting cloud

Shadows tumble soft resting

Like an evening kiss placed lightly

Yet heavy with the promise of morning

Silhouetted by the back-drop Sun

And whispered sighs that echo

Like time-lost voices ringing their desire

To not release their virtuous burden

Yet still to reach out through the fruit trees

Their golden gifts to offer.

 

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