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Aphotic Dance

By J Ann Crowder

On the Bedouin of soul fire I write upon blossomed, tangy oracle coals and scorching sunset petals
 
Therein lays my heart, my mind, my soft, tangible words
 
Like dipping lilacs on brimming lake beds shining beneath a moon’s glow touch
 
The page, a blank-blackness above, now lit by star dust and magic wishes
 
A pen’s aphotic dance dwells on within its empty spaces, sketching midnight dreams born upon twilight’s bold, rosy, and slumbering song
 
Touchless hues arise undaunted upon an eternity of atmosphere
 
It is here I join boundless, heavenly, and eternal night skies
 
Kissing a magical thunder of bright Milky Way

August 2nd, 2018

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