on Beacon Street
nomad gypsy stars
open their luminous petals
a cool easterly ocean breeze
greeted David and I
as we strolled through
the burgeoning shadows
and plum colored silhouettes
"I believe there is a
late moonrise"
David murmured,
both of us felt
extremely grateful for
evening's pleasant respite
it's been intolerably hot
during the day
if we get out early enough
we are sometimes treated
to the most thrilling,
golden fuscia sunsets
and swallows darting
through the tie dyed heavens
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