Air, to Dream In
--Anselm Hollo
Leave it, leave it
..........behind the dark
..........window the owls
..........calling out to each other
..........my voice to you
....................................only heard
..........there in the dark
..........treetops of the sea
...............red the moon rose
...............cooled off shrunk
...............to a coin in the blue
alone....it is if it is
a poem for you
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