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another hot (hot?  more
like sweltering, sultry,
summery) night--90
degrees at 12:19 am.
we are lucky enough

to be spending it
together, our schedules
having aligned just
so (like the stars,
hanging as diamonds

against a glittering
background of fated
dark), our routines
resettling.  the forecast
is calling for rain; i am,

admittedly, skeptical...
in a season such as this,
i wait with bated breath
(i will believe it when i
see it.)