it’s late

the extended

summer’s evening

heavy with heat

and a hint of chill

is silent

but for a whisper

to faint to hear

but there

just there

murmuring

songs

in the memories

of long ago

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tonight

it rains

a soft tap

on the tin roof

I remember

our feet

splashing a beat

in the rain puddles

oily rainbows

in the road

reflections

I miss you.

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Your island

once had power

the island

I need

is silent and free

of capitalistic need

it sings to me

in the language

of old

the one

trees

understand

and

World

taps

to its beat