november light lay like melted candle wax
glazed all in hazy afternoon gold
shadows fell dark and deep and blue
stretched luxuriously long-legged eastward
we ran on a shining strip of asphalt
young and fresh and wanting
cold air cooling sweat between fingers
ruddy noses ruddy cheeks
when she laughed
she laughed fully richly given over
peals sweet from deep down
and she scrunched up her freckled nose
we sat on her steps and drank orange juice
ate cold cheese pizza
and made plans
for tomorrow
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