Spring Whore
Spring fades with falling rain
Like the memory of a woman
Whose love was untrue
Summer burning into my brain in the distance
Already moving on in haste
From what cannot be in a dream of yesterday forgot
We dance in silence before we part
New beginnings like sunrise and shadows
An ocean's rise and fall
Beating hearts
New lovers
Learning to make love again
Awkward and unsure
As darkness whispers
Familiar words and sounds
Ecstasy in a moment's embrace
With a passionate kiss
I remember
Spring whore
Gone too soon.
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