My Love

My love is like a fire,

Whose flames leap ever high.

A roaring, whirling pyre,

These flames will never die.

My love is a star

That shines forever bright.

My love is a dream

That guides me through the night.

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sitting sun-spaced

sitting sun-spaced,

mesmerized as  a cloud-fairy,

in UV filtered depth,

playground slides, blurring

wings & whims evaporating

into an ocean of formless,

blue sky being

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*Words by Bruce Masters

*Photograph by Sharon Senior

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