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D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

Lover’s Senryu

To Moonlight-Tango,
lovers dance across the light
then back to shadow.
 
 
Hammock time is ours
as the sea consumes the sun
and we rendezvous.
 
 
Sounds of waves crashing,
gulls call, sun sets, and we stroll
among Sandpipers.
 
 
D. Thurmond / JEF
02-2022

These Senryu are to be read separately, not as a story.

#Dance #Sea #Stroll #Sun

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