Beyond measure she adores his shadows,
the sharp curves unlit as the sun leans back
on his heels watching the wild horses run
over the hillside down to the river.
Beyond comparison she loves his stare,
the wild golden flicker in his eyes like
a late campfire's warmth one autumn midnight
after the day was full with mountain wind.
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Working... Second stanza feels choppy. Not quite right. I keep thinking
the phrases, "beyond measure", "beyond comparison", "beyond
comprehension" and I don't know if I will continue with that repetition
or not. Possibly not.
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