Monday, September 12, 2016

Resurgence

Back from the beyond,
Nights turn into day,
Seasons turn
We watch
The leaves dripping
Creating pools of soft mud
While the grasshoppers come out to play

Secret serenades being sung
Hidden from sight we wait
For re-emergence
Vapor rises softly
Whispering unspeakable words
Into ears eager to lap up
Unimaginable thoughts

And still we stay hidden from sight
Alone and together

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