Evening Sentence

The FULL mΟΟn
slants rays of light through
the trees
piercing the inky blackness
as it casts
shadows in the meadow
and illuminates
my w.a.l.k.
up the driveway;
a coyote
looking for l♥ve in the moonglow
h 0 w l s  his                                      distant presence.

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