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  October's Child



I am carried to the edges of a sleepy morning
Where dulcet the greetings of nature's smile
It's been a long time, at least a country mile
since the sun found my window; it's been awhile

Lightly they play in timbres of tranquility
your words, beside the sunflower's wink
Outside this vortex, in quietness I think
of how long the days, since the sun gave drink

Your stilling skies quench my thirst
allowing me to sup from a chalice endless
As I bathe in the nectar of this new happiness
the sun overshadows life's tinted wilderness

With footprints of Kipling and Visions of Johanna
We'll burn as colors bold into orbital dreams
Images defined by mere heartbeats and seams
As we forsake earth's stage and its vexing themes



March 02, 2012


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