Daughter of Flame
The fabric of temperate night unravels,
Embellishing August her red gown
Through heaven’s lease… this daughter of flame
Spreads buds, their complexion pure as dew.
And mornings welcome sunlight , gold as her locks,
While this maiden romps along untrimmed fields
That She , in possession of eternal wantonness grant
An explosion of wildflowers crowing her limbs:
By the meadow’s shade, heated breeze changes into fog
To augur Fall’s tender arrival—
Making a warm queenly exit, she leaves with a dulcet kiss.
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8/16/2019
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