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 a.yvonne.morris@kctcs.net

Venus Unbound

He hums the blues to the silent horizon
Blue sky, blue sea, blue man
And remembers a woman with the tide in her blood--how she rose from his bed like Venus
The wild waves of red hair--
the white foam of her body--

But now he watches a lone gull gliding,
So high above he can barely see,
Unties his line and leans
his sail toward her distance
Where the earth falls away
And is paradise again

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