Ever requires
An audacious frost on a rendezvous
Of one or two specks
For a sedate folk or evergreen youth?
A flinch of vivid red flaunching
Patch
Amidst the torpedoes of 🌞 sun's tremulous quivers
And gravy dust
Overwhelmed
By little race run
Over little tepid pool
Drown inward and outward
With winds tossing the lilacs
Laughing leaves mocking the sun
Not cremated beneath apple blossom
Of a wintry way
Bemused above shining queers
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