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Dusk over the temples of Angkor with a person pausing at a door

Dusk over the temples of Angkor with a person pausing at a door

When dusk layers the roads of Angkor, lies heavily over roofs of temples, I stretch my legs to find you pausing at a door, looking out. Alone, in evening dress, you gather a handful of leaves that have survived the years, and by your terms defer to peace. Trees and decaying temples vanish into the distance. In starfall you stand at the westward-facing mount. A lock of brightness swings onto your face, your figure cast against the wall’s relief. Hearts are not to be moved by love. The past is Mehr sehen