the sun sinks
through a rooftop sequence
we've admired from
films and novels past,
hundreds of platforms
begging for the leaps
of our brave feet--
we have a story for every brick,
a song to accompany
every cloud's streak
through the rose kissed sky,
thinking that from here,
we can see until forever,
or what's just beyond
townhouses and the horizon.
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