where might you be?
Forgetthe balm of barometric exuberance.
This night
no longer young, dissipates.
Recall
a dewy welcome of sun-quaffed green.
Yesterdays
revive severed umbilical dreams.
Peruse
this present but fleeting acumen.
Today
ceases yet emerges again tomorrow.
Ignite
that kindling of autumnal reticence.
Perhaps
genial kindnesses shall spring.
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2015-04-08 at 03:02
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