The Indifference of Dirt
I glimpsed love nestled in the blush of a cloud
and thought it were fated to never come down.
Then in a sudden divine gilded cloudburst
it flashed before me and kissed the good earth.
I sprinted over to behold the last of its mist
a ruby bleeding into its final moment of bliss.
We wept forever amidst the indifference of dirt
a piece of slag and a ruby mired in the cool earth
never capturing the gloaming of lovers unblemished-
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