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Click hereI loved your sunshine on my back
my first line written
is easy enough
pure and strong
emotions flow jauntily
they come with words
known globally
the second a twist
uneasy and tough
this warming light now what I lack
I was devised
as million times before
mouthed
with rhymes hackneyed and sore
again revised
under your nooning warmth
the plains endlessly vast
I weened, "here we stay"
but the shadow we cast
pointed further away
to sooning frost
I am an airy tale
mid-summer dream
short, but intense
stale meme, pretence
looking forward
I missed your goodbye
colourful spectacle
before you left my sky
I bring along
with costumed words
a naked truth
so harsh it hurts
now soft and smooth
could make a song
no one around
midnight above
forest abound
my steps alone
I revolve and repeat
to pronounce and explain
every ounce of the pain
of unsolved defeat
a lonely stargazer
waiting for Dawn
not to come
now, you might think
I am a horrid friend
to break all hope
and scorch the land
but just you know
I will amend
and let you have
my happy end
should I feel smitten
amidst December
without your heart-mitten
I'll spur the ember
under feelings frostbitten
and will remember
my first line written
[for friends gone]
I hope you visit the Great Plains someday Snow. This one is truly lovely.