I'll tell you something darling heart
and that is it's not good
to be so wary around nighttime
when the sun has sunk
and life darkened
no reason to resonate anew
with a distant star
to beat with an echo afar
rippling through little space maps
making magic waves
in virtual mirrors
of black words on white space
trawling through sands
of differential times
scrawling your image
near an incoming tide
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