sun ignites the darkness
the lamps simmer to silence
leaves drip from the ink line
forest
the seasons fleeting departure

Vamp of dreams
weary walk
I soothe the ache
of your talk
to the longing brush
of an arm or strands
of hair
subverting eyes
the flash of
competent hearts

A thousand islands
of thoughts
speaking waves
on rock and shoal

aircrafts landing
woke me from the
bliss
as the almost
angelic decision
to visit
was a speculative
afterthought

cornucopia treasures
linger
the smitten spell
as needed as mittens
brilliant in its
shards as frost

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