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Street side breakfast

Sun slices through the leaves

– In my eyes, the lines –

Yet, aberrations through a lens

Some things are best felt.

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Slow Sunday morning

A wet world through windows

Peaceful pleasure.

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Ice gripping the line
Brief jewelry in sunlight
Sparkles in a breeze.

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Lines overlapping

Rope hamper by the door

Both dark and light

Changing by the moment

Home, and life, and

Emptiness, and beauty.

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On my back with mouth agape

Breathing made harder by her movements.

I do my best and swallow straight

Wanting nothing but to please my dentist.

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