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Pane Of Glass

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In my indiscretions upon a night
like shadows on a pane of glass
dusk has fallen to a faint violet
with words and wind songs

Where have all the ghosts gone
on a night painted with snow
so silently my mind drifts
of when we were but young lovers  

As the condensation drips
like ink from my well
in a quorum of an old bard's tale  
we kissed upon a heavenly swell

And as the candle-moths dance
by the seat of their pants
we danced a reel
like shadows on a pane of glass



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