You crack and spark
Bonfire heart
November smoke and heat that
Pulls the night apart
A ghost, translucent
Painted echoes
Leaves slowly tilt through black
And red
And gold
I blink but you’re already gone
As fireworks move the sky
A silhouette
Glowing embers
Floating stars
A burning constellation
Briefly aligned
Then drifting Apart
Very deep.
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