Mistral of Falling Thoughts
i riffle in thoughts
on the threshold
of this day
orchid folds
blush against
crimson shades
as memories emerge
in semblance of you
i can almost hear
your breath rise
then fall
amidst trees
like a mistral
of autumn's air
i shiver
in its touch
as i blush
within the rise
of thoughts
more flushed
then the horizon
day breaks
less satiated
then i
once again
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