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day's end 
 
sunset, shimmering 
as golden coins 
of sinking treasure, 
sketches the limit 
between mountain and sky, 
queerly leaves her 
bereft of inspiration. 
perched now 
at the usual edge, 
parity falters. 
eyes flash 
glittering ice shards, 
she strains 
to avert her fall. 
he reaches for her, 
proceeds into her delusions, 
cradles her 
from inside, 
with hands from which 
she will not break loose. 
he is her emollient. 
an eerie orange radiance 
drapes her world in that 
absolute last juncture 
preceding dusk, 
creates a nimbus 
behind the image of him 
in her mind. 
 
01-25-11 
©tlp 2011