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when the nights are long

You write me into your poem
and take me into your arms,
a promise not really remembered
but not ever forgotten,
there is laughter in the sunrise,
sometimes life is a waking dream
come true
when there is love without shadow.

Your eyes are diamonds of light. Your eyes
are beds of hot coal that sear through me,
igniting me.
Opening me.
Opening me to that other world we never
leave behind.

The mountain moon shimmers a pristine lake.
There is juniper and jasmine tangled in my hair, Northern Lights
beguile the sky, dance the frosted air.

Not quite human, we howl with flesh.
We howl in recognition, barely here.

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Wow! You really dipped into your soul for this writing! I especially enjoyed these lines:

The mountain moon shimmers a pristine lake.
There is juniper and jasmine tangled in my hair, Northern Lights
beguile the sky, dance the frosted air.

Not quite human, we howl with flesh.
We howl in recognition, barely here.

The last two lines are strange and wonderful!

always, Cat

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more appropriate a word

when there is love without shadow...... meaning perhaps
no element of doubt????

loved

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