Sketch
A dime of orbed light
Hangs in water from a limb
Winter cries for spring
She has grown white haired
And soft, melting in the sun
Love uproots our fear.
The wind chisels flesh
My canvas shivers with light
Stars have twinkling eyes.
Change is a new bud
Carousing on a warm sprig
Tongues panting to paint
The sky cloudless, soft
As flakes in the arms of leaves
Brown on barren ground.
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