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Shades of Atmosphere
Call me Midnight...
with Torquoise tips over Tuscan bay
Fold this into every morning
and feel as light as day
Something like Cerulean
Prussian or slate gray...
Ultramarine, sets out to sea
all these herons that break away—
In waves on the sultry voice of Etta James
carrying more than water on a silver tray...
In the final blush of twilight we’ll be watching
out where elegant Russian cats play
Touching the dew of forget-me-nots with a hem
of denims that always seem better as they fray