Sunspot Eclipse
Can't feel your feet
On the surface of the sun
Dance in the street
Feel the gravity of fun
Plaiting worlds of daises
Circling loosely around the moon
Intermittent phases
A sleepy blue light afternoon
Someone hears footsteps fall faraway
Silken dresses brushing electric skin
Leaving here, a way to always stay
Now to do without, how to live within
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2022-03-10 at 14:14
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