Cerulean
Monday, September 30, 2013
comely source
cheeks change color
in daydreams and
remembrance of
resent affections shone,
like a thousand solar discs
which promise never to burn.
though nothing so very strong
never leaves behind any scorch.
unless eclipsed by sweet union
with comely source.
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