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Her Gatsby

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Rainbows at her fingertips

pulsing with music magic believable myths.

Seduction of one-eyed dreams

a galaxy speaking through a leaf

left hanging in the dilapidated rake

where I found her legal pad letter--

riffs of smoke and jazz still floating

over the bed of glass roses.

Time destiny lingers like fireflies

in a field where horses are always running

toward some fragmented sunset.

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You paint the picture with vivid colors. It's excellent in its brevity.

Joshua Hennen
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Thank you for the kind words,Joshua.

Darrell Lindsey
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Well done!

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