The moon winks and 1's repeating.
The sky eye opened wide.
rising-raising- blazing-bright,
the night and light in tandem
totem hearts melt holes in space.
And night rises- kissing moon
steals fleeting thoughts
of daybreak soon.
A time spiral, memory dial.
In the shadows
darkness accepts denial.
And touches the softness of nothing.
Departing before arrival-.
At times, it is right
to be left ahead of some times.
This time though,..
Mounting mountain time,
sun-side
another ride, we are spinning light
and weaving tales in her wake.
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