Give me a balcony
(somewhere on the East coast of Mexico),
air scented with hidden hyacinth
(sweet, exotic, sensual),
a waning moon and the evening's first star
(just freed from the hazy horizon),
and a fresh-pressed volume of poetry
(Rumi? Oliver? Collins?).

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