The honey dripping leaves
Pregnant
With the flavors of
Wild, wild thyme
Enmeshed in beauty's eyes
Imbued with wild thoughts
In the summer spell
Amidst the rows of
Dawns
That came and went
Lighted the days
Removed the curtains of the night
Strutted
Over the stage of the Earth
Sank slow yet sure
Into the depth of seas in
The nocturnal freeze
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