Happy anniversary, dearest Dave!
Come and DanceThe June lilies are spent,and autumn’s leggy-ness spreads over the garden.We still look with anticipation to the fullness of harvest,you and I, searching out those succulents we can pluck.The hard work of spring and the hot days of summerare behind us.Come, dance with me,palm against palm, chest against chest,in the cool of the twilight, in the space between day and night.Sway to the rhythm of the gift: this life, this world,while harmonies play at the edge.Come, and dance.
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