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the slap of the wind
upon my face
i tuck my cold head
and quicken my pace
miles to go
through mud drenched gray
i love the labor
i love the day
scattered pools
in depressions lie
catch the falling colors
from the yawning sky
miles to go
through moist scented bay
i love the labor
i love the day
the rise and ebb of your
midnight gentle breath
paints a slowly moving shadow
in the stillness of his light
we smile as we gaze
at your luscent flowing form
like a flower laid upon
the sheets in quiet slumber
taken by your beauty
he pulls a cloud across his face
and turns the other way
as he drifts across the sky