Spring Heights Poems

~A New Lover Has Come My Way~

I fell from the heights of love
In torrential rain I slipped away
Falling without word nor sight
Landing in my grave...

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After the slow sluggish winters,
It’s spring— breezy and bracing,
It’s sun— fervent and fair;
Oh! The bored hearts wish to fly, of the calm clean roads
And, picnic...

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Exiting highway 101 again....
Past Pacific Heights, to the Marina districts boulavard
Circling back towards the Palace of Fine Arts
An escape, after leaving the Tenderloins gentrificational neighborhoods
In...

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