Afternoon Sunlight Limps Tenuously Away
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Maxwell Bodenheim
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Afternoon sunlight limps tenuously away,
Leaving a snarled retrospect of golden foot-marks.
The sea is pregnant with gracious discords
That falteringly shroud the sleep-rhymed breasts of winds.
The sky is a genially vacant stare.
Remaining touches of starlight
Tremble the leaves when air is still. . . .
And so my love for you strolls through the day,
Picking up forgotten hints of its heart.
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