Orange clouds sing against
a perfect purple back drop.
Then a crescent moon.
3.14 Isla Del Sol II
A mountain revealed
honored eyes behold her great
and secret marvel
A bull blocks my path
The mountain´s a sneaky thing
I arrive real wet
3.15.11 Cusco IV
In a sea of feet
I spot your shoes and squeal with
joy-A love rejoined.
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