Dragonfly I

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coins on the plate

a collected of gifts


stolen in a flash


the slight of hand


a flare of rainbows

                    leap from diamonds

in my cuffs-links


a sacred moment

a clutch of dreams


wishes...

clear as a dragonfly's wings


prayers like dried-flowers

bound in a brittle bouquet


crack and smolder on the altar


a sacred moment

a clutch of dreams


hopes...

collected and redirected


in the haze of incense

song and dance, and

                    ritual hypnosis


dragons in the clover

                    laying eggs

beside clear streams

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