Dust to Dust

In the exquisite shades of morning
wherein I long to find
shafts of light illuminating
new thoughts of us
waltzing like the dust contained,
the excited specks
that only come to life as sunshine
tears between the blinds
and paints the microscopic love scenes
that surround us constantly

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