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Februarys mother (Free verse) by INTRANSIT
The Sun flower reaches for us
as we lay between the evergreen trees
on a silken bed of autumn leaves.
Our bodies intertwine the
Indian wind as it blows tender over us.
I tickle the water as I swim upstream
the salmon river.
All the while knowing we will never
awaken until September.
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