One season
Threaded like solid fire about the skin
Brilliance when I shut my eyes, sensing my white brave
High bell, do you envy me?

One season
Cradling the unborn clouds in hydrocodone
The diaphanous form of myth-curls
To will her spires into my pelagic
Slumber in a breadth of pink granite, and wake when I remember you.

One season
Nativity, equestrienne circles
Meditating beneath an amber blanket
Forest whirrs as I sweat memory.
Columns of lavender, enshrine me in nude dance and heel.

One season
Acrobatic souvenir
The harbinger petals tucked beneath a prime march
Twirling sunflower, unite your cold roots, your clean head.
Chain me in your ardor.

One season
Leaving behind streams of light

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