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Midnight MAG
Running across the carpet-think
sweet honey drenched lawn
our bare legs and naked emotions covered
in the thunderstorm water that
has just coated the grass and now rumbles
in the clouded distance in whispers.
The lightning bugs flicker
and hide in long grasses
We coax them with our fingers
until they climb on our palms
And we hold them up to the foggy moon
like torchlights
and pretend to be fairies
dancing through the moonbeams
the dew melting on our backs
the air moistened by our songs
We leap over muddled streams
And we sit among the darkened daisies
in the dizzying moonlight
We are not pierced by the darkness
it coats our bodies like the hurling rain
melting us like crystal sugar
that sinks into the damp earth.
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