Fresh Air
Flares are your beautiful eyes
when the night passes
and the full moon harbors me
In my tired solitude
my dreams fell asleep
and I darkened yours for a long time
but not forever ...
Patience and perseverance
seem to be all I have
during this strange time
The future brightens the complicated present
fresh air will enter our windows
and we will dance smiling ...
Seth CM
Las Vegas October 2015
Copyright © Seth C Mongrut | Year Posted 2015
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