Nights,
Unknown nights of cold;
August
I came in disarrayed,
Haply I remembered and not
Panic-stricken and bruised
The overflowing blues I,
Made to vomit out in
My fresh throat; exiled my
Soul in crushed agony
And
Safely landed in the warmth of
Your brisk chest the winning piece!
Tears,
Just a tear of tears
Awoke and fell off.
Nights,
Known nights of cold;
August
Screamed the light of opaque eyes
But all were muted in anonymous.
Yes haply I remembered
One piece, I surrendered.
The stillness of inviting
Extremities
Overemphasized red, warm
Love in sympathy
Over the great ruling walls
That divided our castellated
Time
My minute aurora of cold;
August
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