LP No. 28_2020_a-mature time traveler

lost
in the twilight to a dozen
tomorrows,

i pass you by.

warmed
by trembling anticipation,

i lounge
in a dazzling spring sun,
dreaming
of autumn’s crisp bite.

when again will
we carve our dreams
against the sky?

sparking desires
quenched
only by Passion’s
fiery kiss

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