Auburn Skies Poem by Mark Gannon

Auburn Skies



Auburn skies surrounded
by a coil of blue,
a fire burning for only who?

Left of wind, right of desire.
Holding a truth to be told
only makes him a lier.

Gazing into her eyes
he sees a world once visited,
gathering his thoughts, sighs...

About a blossom
coated in beauty, covered in bliss.
Serenading the air
with a beautiful chorus

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