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Evening Sun in August

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Sunlight sails softly through my window
Bobbing warm and brilliant on my freckled skin
Honeyed dawn subdues the ripened summer earth
With a hush and a promise

Bobbing warm and brilliant on my freckled skin
Golden light lies on the wooden table
With a hush and a promise
Washing in and out with the wind

Golden light lies on the wooden table
It splays out leisurely over the polished grain
Washing in and out with the wind
Like a long amber tapestry

It splays out leisurely over the polished grain
Weaves through currents of dusty rolling sunbeams
Like a long amber tapestry
Suspended in six o’clock air



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