Asher, golden glow 

of sunset, raises his face

- are you preparing?

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They sit together, 

their eyes gaze to the amber

rays, companion lights.

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Asher turns his head,

scent of kangaroo dung on 

a southerly wind. 

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Last glow of daylight, 

turns to vibrant pink, purple, red.

A big sigh, Asher sleeps.

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Tony lays his hand,

gently tousles soft fur, soon

tomorrow will come. 

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Seeing his body

relax, breathing a new way 

- eyes are closed. 

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Never driving alone, 

hearts invisibly touch, hands 

on the steering wheel.

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For Asher and Tony, January 2024.

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