Poem – I Touched Heaven

The other evening with autumn at hand
we place wood upon the fire
poplar engaged in a slow dance, a foreign beat
the crackle and sizzle fade away.

Your eyes take my eyes
Your lips embrace my lips.

I touched Heaven

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