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Winter in LA. A Poem

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Winter In LA
Sun silver purple gray
the edge of our restless ocean
silently speaks of love and loss
and coiled hopes never sprung.
Be here and be gone.
Our small slice
of the looming sunset sky still
and enveloping, its comforting orange
blessing each precious breath.
Let it stay at last. 
Turn back to the
soft iridescent down of your lover,
next to you forever liquid,
her grace mysterious and singular. 
You are never alone. 
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Written by coolrebel

January 8, 2013 at 3:09 pm

Posted in Winter

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