season of
change
Kind wind, scent of
Spring
travels still
extending
Tingle of
choice
bound up in
change
Colors mingle, edge into
mauves and teals, wisps of
shade
and Sun lazily
descending
long, happy
days
Eyes alert beneath
flirtatious
flutter,
puppy-beg for
Summer,
whining to get out to
play,
to burn kinetic, thrusting
flame
for welding
a tight, unyielding
hinge
Swinging door
to untested
vistas
carries with its
motion
unmapped definitions of out
and in
June 17, 2012
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