Monday, March 24, 2014

I knew you'd be waiting for me

I sensed you in the wind

you're the last cold turning of the sun

before spring mocks us with its fecundity

and we weary of the warming

that will leave us one day

and bring others who will do what we've done...

waiting on the last cold turning....

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