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Soil once disturbed now routed,
whetted appetite stirs,
winds see dark flag flutter,
sun rises waiting till a voice comes calling

Labored rains cleanse not all
Water delves to rotted root
Healing e’ermore yester sins
Conjoin acceptance unconditional
Love labors long

woods greened near priory
trots unheedingly past bountied bough
eyeing felled apple turned seed
lowers virgin so’ other Spring longingly

Septum cleaves cloudied smiles
Kisses break over drought winds
Prison to what must be, not what is
Words found left all but bled out

Seattle rains fail to drown once sunned memories
apprehended before birth, these passed moments

linger on as slumbering ghosts haunting me
longing for chances now wilting on paths untaken

you come as my morrow, my marrow