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liminal by culexknight, literature
"liminal" we dreamed, once, of sanguine streets in cloud cities– our wonder wandering, hearts on winds aloft, airy eyes surveying sidewalk bagatelles; limns of cumulus blooms like light wildflowers on a breeze: a swallow's song and sounds of sweeping cirrus streams. recount the softly spoken summer days, i, the rain, your reticent plume, enthralled under these eaves of poetry– unmoored, your magic in vapour; no pangs at the mention of certain meteorological events. your magic whispers a wind, sail us wherever you would like to go. i can still see the contrails we left, feel a lingering warmth of the time we spent, fading. you can't collect clouds, though i try just the same. to keep this one pure thing that was salient, until at last i can't remember your name.
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