another duration…
gray and withering.
where once passion’s insolence sprang!
so late in season! ...
if only to crave.
another turning…
over again inside.
where now dense roots
mingled throughout sinew and bone
inflict me once more.
unaccompanied…
conjuring fragrant fanatical flowers!
irrational bouquets!
in rumination.
see..
how they sway in ardent breezes...
how they dance to rhythms of raindrops... ... ...
another duration.
~csr
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