Birthday Party Gone
People-shaped mists
Lapping, overlapping, floating.
Silent laughter, boxes and candles mingling;
Ribbons winding, curling bows;
The spirit man-designed year of our Lord;
Suddenly ending, suddenly beginning.
Love, lingering like a warm winter cape
In the afterglow of tomorrow,
Fading, drifting, gently, transformed into
A memory, lapping, overlapping, floating away,
Gone.
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