secret orange glow

that night
you gave me the secret of your glow
just as snowflakes fell
and the moon met its shadow
it consisted of tender pomegranate
slow cooked butterscotch
and joplin blues
a moment when wind stopped
at the corner of your lips; i found that
my spirit couldn’t refuse.

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