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