Love returns to the horizon
rising before the dawn
in the wake of the darkest hour
whispering nothings so sweet
for the hopeless romantics
variations of the first song
of Adam before being exiled
from the Garden with banjos
in tow covered with leaves
meanwhile back in another
country they sing for the
coming solstice season where
there are many who cannot be
seen among the angels and
a trumpet will blow as Venus
is chased by the rising Sun
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