Air
I breathe
And parts into You
Undiluted waves of sight new
Blows between the air tonight
Under the bridge
The wanderer plays
Strumming the space
In the ancient ways
Strumming the light in the air tonight
Heavy drums beat so light
Rolling over and under the soft plight
The magic breath
Three curves hooked tight
Winged through the sky
In the air tonight
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Three curves hooked tight! ! With the muse of the Triangle being exposed! Mystical! ! ! Logic! Magic! ! Love and art. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.