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Painted Dreams

From this dream I awoke entwined

in your arms and legs strong

kissing in the kitchen

while the toast burned

the counter the couch the bed the floor

a fate destined

to rattle the hallway of color

by masters of the stroke

purveyors of light

watching love unveil

in cosmic fury

a shooting star is a dying star

now only frames of sepia remain

awaiting a new palette

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