i look forward
to brighter days
with you,
more lights
to the darkness
of our souls, shades
of hues, and colors
of more rainbows
gentle rains music
of cicadas, soft
night winds and
cheers, and hugs,
and...kisses
brighter days
back to brighter days
on bleak presence
of folding sorrows.
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