She is Aurora's rare light,
transforming the Northern sky.
She is the lone star of night
guiding my floating mind's eye.
She is Aurora's cold tears
on Morning glory petals;
pure as an infant's new fears
but worth more than all metals.
She is hotter than day's peak,
yet her presence still I seek.
She is wonder number nine;
She is everything but mine.
Hepatica........Josh Aukins
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Stunning work....Fresh, tight, and mellifluous structuring.Linage flows like a springfall into a riverbed...Solid crafting, indeed, Josh! ~ FjR ~ ..2008..