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Aurora sits, above the calming sky, and flitting clouds,
above us, in the tall grass, hand in hand,
looking upwards, smiles cutting the dusk,
cyan sky mixes with magenta clouds as the sun sets,
dusk rises, as the day leaves, coolness seeps out,
life passses slowly by, as we lie in the crushed life,
that exists for us, because of us, with us, above us, everyhwere,
nothing matters, to us, and nothing matters to the Aurora,
sitting above, watching, through the clouds, invisible,
yet its touch has affected all - life, mind, soul, and the dusk,
as it falls to clutch our bodies in its cool, reassuring grip,
and we lie there, looking up, faces bright, content,
and utterly alone with each other, and the aurora
and a nightjar flits above, dives, and disappears.
Life is for us, to have and to hold, and we are holding it dear,
for the Aurora has given us this moment, from our soul and the sky,
and we hold and each other, and smile,
at the dusk, the sky, and the Aurora.
above us, in the tall grass, hand in hand,
looking upwards, smiles cutting the dusk,
cyan sky mixes with magenta clouds as the sun sets,
dusk rises, as the day leaves, coolness seeps out,
life passses slowly by, as we lie in the crushed life,
that exists for us, because of us, with us, above us, everyhwere,
nothing matters, to us, and nothing matters to the Aurora,
sitting above, watching, through the clouds, invisible,
yet its touch has affected all - life, mind, soul, and the dusk,
as it falls to clutch our bodies in its cool, reassuring grip,
and we lie there, looking up, faces bright, content,
and utterly alone with each other, and the aurora
and a nightjar flits above, dives, and disappears.
Life is for us, to have and to hold, and we are holding it dear,
for the Aurora has given us this moment, from our soul and the sky,
and we hold and each other, and smile,
at the dusk, the sky, and the Aurora.
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Aurora sits, above the calming sky, and flitting clouds,
above us, in the tall grass, hand in hand,
looking upwards, smiles cutting the dusk,
cyan sky mixes with magenta clouds as the sun sets,
dusk rises, as the day leaves, coolness seeps out,
life passses slowly by, as we lie in the crushed life,
that exists for us, because of us, with us, above us, everyhwere,
nothing matters, to us, and nothing matters to the Aurora,
sitting above, watching, through the clouds, invisible,
yet its touch has affected all - life, mind, soul, and the dusk,
as it falls to clutch our bodies in its cool, reassuring grip,
and we lie there, looking up, faces bright, content,
and utterly alone with each other, and the aurora
and a nightjar flits above, dives, and disappears.
Life is for us, to have and to hold, and we are holding it dear,
for the Aurora has given us this moment, from our soul and the sky,
and we hold and each other, and smile,
at the dusk, the sky, and the Aurora.
above us, in the tall grass, hand in hand,
looking upwards, smiles cutting the dusk,
cyan sky mixes with magenta clouds as the sun sets,
dusk rises, as the day leaves, coolness seeps out,
life passses slowly by, as we lie in the crushed life,
that exists for us, because of us, with us, above us, everyhwere,
nothing matters, to us, and nothing matters to the Aurora,
sitting above, watching, through the clouds, invisible,
yet its touch has affected all - life, mind, soul, and the dusk,
as it falls to clutch our bodies in its cool, reassuring grip,
and we lie there, looking up, faces bright, content,
and utterly alone with each other, and the aurora
and a nightjar flits above, dives, and disappears.
Life is for us, to have and to hold, and we are holding it dear,
for the Aurora has given us this moment, from our soul and the sky,
and we hold and each other, and smile,
at the dusk, the sky, and the Aurora.