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The moment

The moment was just then a word in the night’s early life. There was a moon and its fine pointy stars confabulating in a breath-taking geometrical shape closely resembling a forest beast and the stars its honey food of bees.

We open the balcony door to a night and the moment is now going behind in the creaky silence of a night insect traceable to  sleeping bush.The balcony’s night queens spread a moon all about the night in a dizzy fragrance like flowers in a woman’s blouse back. We turn to sky and wait for our moment in a cosmic dome of dizzily whirring stars.


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