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 love billowing through time
                          catching an imprint
      here              there
                here
planetarium of streaks
                 an orbit paints past
       and the halved units speaking
            to jumping rice, and a field
             the blanket of life unfolded
                                         in a dying sun
  ecstatic the leaden slow rhythm
          sex muzzled in winter's breaker
             and the dawning of twilight gas
                  on the perimeter hills