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rarity of sweet afternoons
And the weather have softer hands now
I can sense their open lunged kindness
Urging petals to change dispositions
Oil pasteled sceneries; merloted skies
If I can take a bite of today,
I'd taste strawberries on cream
The tartness that pools my tongue
then sweet memories of you floods in unison.
The mundane softens
in this weather
it tames us all
like a child
Sun-peach light dances
the whole city quiets
for a standstill moment
like a movie theater.
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