you were there again

in your violet ruffled silk

pearls of opal fire

hair like buttermilk

violins were somewhere

low harps and red guitars

i remember laughter

lips and whirling stars

i look for you at twilight

moon of sapphire cream

the cold sky so wide

you in my dream

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