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The End of Summer

Lemon Diamonds

The Lemon Diamonds

Drip from the August Tree

That faces our house

In time I will collect these stones

And create the most beautiful necklace

For you to wear in our winters bed

 

Dayslip  

The days are shorter now

A few moments surrender each day

Quite soon we will caress the bones

Of the summer trees

As we travel in procession

In the darkness of a winters night

 

Hibernation

Let me sleep with you

In the warm darkness

Of your bed

My Ice Queen