5: 25 Am Poem by Ovidd

5: 25 Am



She is awake.
The coffee percolates.
The chiminea burns brightly
On the sundeck, where
Venus ignites the azure of dawn
Like a diamond through the bough
Of cold blackened forest,
Separating me from her

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