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Sea of Cortez
Sharmagne Leland-St.John

the night salt air
drapes your white shoulders
pinpricks of stars
fan out into a diadem
framing your tinsel hair
the moon hangs pale
over dark water
I peer into your eyes
and see
all the places
life has taken you
the days chronicled
in faraway glances




 


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