Two Nights in Vermont 
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First: A windy, starless night -
Winter in July
We cast no shadow, only light
Toward unforgiving sky

A midnight meeting, quickly planned
While others talked and talked,
A brief kiss, then, hand-in-hand,
Deserted roads we walked

The first kiss in itself a first
A gift of circumstance
In a haunted place for those who're cursed,
Not two from other lands

That kiss touched off many more
Behind cemetery gates
No living souls `round to deplore
The entwining of our fates

As if the hidden stars aligned
A shelter crossed our way:
A covered bridge, a quiet blind
Lined with bales of hay

For hours, waiting for the rain
We lay, and talked, and kissed
Relentless wind across the plain
But not a drop of mist

And hours later, warm inside,
We walked each other back
The ghosts of Vermont each replied
Approval from the black
--
Then: The second night, a second
Whispered invitation,
A meeting, at which darkness beckoned
(Our own) illumination

Finally free to feel our feelings
(Which) All day'd lay unavowed <--awk
(We) Held each other b'low the ceiling
Of stars, without a cloud

(The) Familiar stroll down roads unpaved
Let us slow our pace
(For) The entire night for us was saved (or, if you want to zorch the
previous, kinda-shitty verse, "The star-filled night for us was saved")
With no desire to race

The wind whipped forest trees around
(But) unlike the night before
The gale gave warm, inviting sound
Adding to the lore

We savoured every step and word
We shared, `til we were drawn,
Again, to where ghosts overheard
Us, this time on the lawn

Behind a tree in a back corner
We made love as if vexed
Thankful that no midnight mourner
Came to pay respect
^^^ Is this verse really necessary?

I stared up at her long, red hair
Framed just by stellar sky.
I reached to kiss her body bare,
A gasp was her reply!

She watched my face lit by the moon, then
Smiled toward the night
While all the ghosts there watched our union
Applauding with starlight

We didn't rise `til hours later
After cuddling on graves thatched.
One can't devise two nights much greater,
Nor two souls better matched.

Inspiration comes in any pill
But I tell this honest story
Of a two-night romance on a lonely hill
And of a newfound, Vermont glory
--
Fortunes ebb and flow like tides
But no tide comes (in) this far
Just once, fortunes fin'ly collided
And yet we shine like stars



Discards...

A nook behind a tree above
After cuddling on the grass / on a grave / on cool/dry ground / on the field /
on a Stone (because the majority of tenants were named "Stone")
We found a nook
The family Stone with all their heads
We stated thanks for bugless wind,
Dry ground, and all the stars
With every step, we savored 
Welcomed every step (stride)
down silent roads
Led to seconds 
The summer finally broke
A warmer, starlit sky which beckoned
	Criminalization
	More association (ick)
	Dual participation
	Stars' participation
	Intensification
	A new desegregation
	Musical notation
	Personalization
	Reconciliation
	Sexual relations
	Transillumination
	Lesser moderation