The season between us

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You are in one

and I am in another


Where you tire and roam wearily

I awaken and emerge


You are autumn

I am spring


Allow me to walk with you

Through winter


I’ll show what’s coming

Hand you bits of bloom


In the season between you and me

Frozen earth is a vital barrier


What would summer lust from

Without spring's slow opening in mesmerizing pastel?


In the season between you and me

Desire works patiently on an undeniable green


For now you are lost in the transformation of fall

I see you coming in a prism of gold and rust


Allow me to describe the view

And make poetry.

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