Looking For the Meteor Shower
beyond light
in a park at the
edge of a small town
the car radio fades
to whispers of nothingness
darkness my intimate friend
one streak then another
something called
a shooting star
tells stories of
the reaches of outer space
a burning passion a passage
of a heavenly tail
swept by celestial light
and solar winds
moments of luminescence
seen through my windshield
where on other nights
breathless lovers dream
a universe their own
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