Posted in Poetry, Prose

Thinking in a Summer Way

Just being in spring

Her flowers
bloomed, and I
wanted to pick
her beauty,
but the vase
couldn’t contain
her many colors
and flavors,
I was afraid
our love would wilt
and die,
So I chose to think
of her in a Summer Way,
with her pastel smile
not fading in
the watercolors
of our warm
love

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American living in Denmark.

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