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Tuesday, October 07, 2003
In the distance it looks like a patch of glitter on dark denim. But it is only a mere network of stars. Neither of us knew the name. Though we thought we should name it. Temporarily, Of course. But we didn’t. Tucson was a frozen blanket that night… And the best way to indulge in the relieving air was to sit in the hot tub and watch a blazing pink moon. A little over half in its waxing phase. One on one. Able to talk underneath an incredible night sky. Open and clear. We were open and clear. Laying back… I could see clearly, Even in the moonlight. Eyes and a face. All that time apart, All the things that had gone wrong… I wanted to tell him, But maybe he already felt it too… It had been worth every minute. Just for this. |
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