the sun sets
leaving a golden shimmering carpet
in it's wake..
as if welcoming the moon..
hurting full..
unable to look away
from this rare glimpse..
the ache of parting
the certainty..
the frustration and resigned acceptance..
racing across as fleeting clouds
that have no place in this love..
that is at once dependent individual..
personifying 'us'
gently chiding the struggles of 'man'....
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