Always
Aesculus hides a sprig of buckeye
longing another lemongrass scene
secluded off in rainy day kisses
washing against the grainy rocks
... of me
A sorrel drenched in vinaigrette
tossed and served cold
Warm weather wishes woven
tied up and hidden with the riches
sparking chestnut driven dreams
Restless amidst arms of ardor
cerulean wisps parasol freely
into secluded sunset horizons
falling slowly into me
A honeydew sculpture of rare succulence
dripping down and living
in the corners of my sky
-Always
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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