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The Tryst Of Light And The Cliff
when the sun is
up the hills
and light is strong
and hot
the tryst with
the cliff begins
surging light
piercing through
a slit in the cliff
vibrating the
tiny bodies of the
sands of
desire
the moment
is enduring
but not that
ecstatic
like us.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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