drifting downstream
soft music along the jasmine breeze
barefoot and alone
less aloof night balcony
closer old full moon
end of summer
about to be naked
in whatever book , colored leaves
tugging her
she is loose
brought to shore
childhood summer house
nesting
color-blind stories
all in bright pink
virgin snow still shy
on mountain's peak
and the years, abracadabra
mommy's smile wrapped in daddy's gaze
shooting star
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