Melissa

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Melissa seems made for summer afternoons:
Evening waits as she walks in the long light,
Leaving us open to the honey sun.
Intent on ecstasy, she murmurs tunes
Supple and wild as she flits left and right,
Singing unknowing as she dances towards night,
Adrift in our need, her long white hair undone.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.





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