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Warming light,
swallowtails before my eyes,
rising fog in a fragrant daybreak,

blooming lies
that nothing dies (you know you won't),
and we're beside
the cold and swollen lake.

Find relief while holed up within the arms of your mother.
Rise the April moon.
Like a leaf unfolding its skin to be with the others,
I will grow with you.

Everlight,
flaming bright before my eyes.
Paradise
in a listless swelter.
Hard and dry
to realize (I know you won't)
burning nights
are the ones you've long awaited.

Find relief while submerged within the bounty of summer.
Rise the August moon.
Like a leaf that's bold in the sun that beats like a drummer,
I'll float over you.

Then the chill is taking hold.
Brown and bowing flowers teach you truths you've always known :
all that's red and gold will go.

You'll find relief while holed up within the arms of a lover.
Rise the waning moon.
Like a leaf still holding the limb and giving you cover,
I'll be going soon.
I'll be going soon.

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