Almost

There is no immunity beneath angel eyes’ descent

Darkest shade of sky, stopped mid way in expression

of  blue and eager seduction, driving an incoming tide

that rides the second hand along the first moment

where breath and time stop in endless meeting

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Hearts lift and heaven tilts, tempted into becoming

another night for every day,  and always, almost lovers

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