Hunter Dasten Poems

Her feet float above the stage
as if carried by some unseen force.
From my view among the generally admitted
I can hardly make out the details of her face.
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The blue sky stretches far across the tepid marshland.
A delicate amethyst which surrounds the crouching sun
signals every cloud to it's place along the horizon.
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It was a beige sand beach beneath a copper-tint sky,
where with each untroubled step we walked away our youth.
The air carried the sound of crashing waves as the tide rolled in,
yet my lips can still retrace the imprint of her kiss.
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Should you find yourself at the captain’s helm,
as everyone around you is jumping ship.
Do not lose your stride.
Do not miss a step.
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Can you peer through those eyes?
The radiance must be blinding.

As I gaze into them I've come to understand
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My memory is a Polaroid picture left in the sun.
The scene is discolored and warped,
and I’m left with only an abstract memory
as if I had heard the story second hand.
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Have you ever clung to a desire for so long
that your eyes saw nothing else?
The most beautiful part of existence is the ability to dream,
to aspire toward a goal, no matter how lofty!
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I move above the anxious crowds
in a perilous tightrope act.
With each word I write
every confession & concession made,
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Seven Suns and all that has come
since the day your spirit took flight.
yet it's only a candle's flicker in my eyes.
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The burden of reality, and conscious procedures
prevent me from fully recalling just how vivid your presence was
though, I can venture with enough forethought, to express it:
Your hair seemed to float in a dance of jubilation through the air,
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