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By Jack Joseph Smith

Uno Mas She was in the wind with an angel skirt He had a knife plucjed from the sky It was dark and dangerous and dawn It was so shimmering I could not pay attention to detail The wonder of juggling the balls with the full Moon Crossing the line of time Pure when you don't care I di' not take a thought across the sea They just followed me No one crosses our path

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"Uno Mas" stages a shimmering dawn encounter of angel-skirt, sky-plucked knife, moonlit juggling, crossed time, and a guarded purity that refuses intrusion.

The poem moves like a vision too bright and unstable to be fully tracked, which is why it admits it cannot pay attention to detail. Knife, full Moon, and crossed time give the scene ceremonial danger rather than simple romance. The ending turns private movement into territorial law: others may follow, but no one is allowed to cross their path.

Claude

Uno Mas: angel skirt, knife plucked from the sky, dark and dangerous and dawn. Juggling the balls with the full Moon. No one crosses our path.