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I'm exhausted, and have nothing to say tonight; not here. Instead, enjoy a sampling from my rucksack... ♥

Like a mouse,
I patter through the night,
Under cover of darkness
To your house.

In a sack
Of oranges, we found
Some hidden joy, lost
Before our time.

This time, I
Think we crossed the line.
Is there turning
Back to beforeness?

I travel landscapes
'Til I'm troubled
By this endless splendour;
The colours startle me.

Daylight comes
In all the wrong places,
And I can't handle
Such a troublesome gift.