Yohan Confectioner Poems

The leaves pick up
And swirl and twirl beneath me,
Rising, to the swirling-twirling in my head.
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Beauteous is the evening.
Here; atop
Where i behold the flat sky,
It's hypnotic doze of light blue to one side
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Into a slumber then I fell
I seemed to see but could not tell
her feature of her fashion
Till now, I just imagine.
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Silent,
But over ambitious.
Quick in thought,
But quicker in action.
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Its 3am.
way passed the sleep hour.
I stand surrounded in surreal stillness.
This moon shy night admits no ray.
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This spontaneous outflow of emotion has come again,
Its been quite a while now, old friend.
You who made the Golden Glow of the sun none,
And seemed to pave the way all too soon.
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This place I can't leave
Though its here I grieve:
A long lost desire,
Of love, now in pyre.
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You sit
in your fancy suit
and your fancy dress.
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The candid seclusion
of a shy smile

The light sway
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A romantic escapade,
Fresh as a rose in June,
Color changing as at Dawn.
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