Apple & Tree

Dawn arrives and your spirals imprint the sky;
I coast toward the lemon pink rings that glide tenderly upward

It would be easy to slide towards the dark as it’s barely morn,
but then,
I envision you under the summer skies, holding your dream–

the one we shared for what…
a couple of years now.

I want it for you; I want it for you

I. Want. It. For. Us!

So I let that lemon pink ring become my wings and I soar
towards your dream coming to fruition;
ripening;
falling–not too far from that tree.

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