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I Am Santo

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Smooth and rounded, as if gel molded into kind forms hugging small heat and light, they rest among motes of dust as confused days spin around them. Slid into line, they await invitation to welcome with glimmering dim, warmth spreading in a flicker of slipping air swirled about hurried business. Daylight’s kiss flirts for attention, contrast reminding so that struck matches may alight, curtsying, an hour’s glow, combatting darkness as if day with gentler hues. Orange embrace awaits, a lone dancer on a dark, quiet floor searching for a partner in the night. Any stepping from the line the same as the next, all capable of shuddering splendor, minds and hands fall absent and another morning breaks. #irispad #day8 #sept8 #rounded #candles #tealights #glass #colorful #blur #bokeh #writer #writing #poem #poetry #stilladaybehind (at Willing)

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