shall I compare thee to an autumn day
an autumnal equinox, a twilight zone
neither here nor there, a box a sphere
compare thee to the oceans of waters
liquid and fluid, flowing current streams
why do I compare thee at all, and seek
to make eloquent metaphors, similes
to please the minds eye for posterity
the age of relativity will not free me of
the gravity of your being nor release me
from the bonds of reality, nor do I seek
resurrection and salvation from my obsession
as long as I know this and you do too
after autumn, winter will ensue
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