Untitled Poem #200

Posted: March 2, 1995 in Poetry
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I love you even though
We fight and fuss
And make a mess
Of each other.
You forgive.
I like that.

The clouds were herded
Past the pier,
Nearer the horizon
Than the beach;
The sun water colored
As I watched:
The Van Gogh of
Our galaxy.

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