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tonight
the breeze
seems to blow
on my side
judgments regressed
by tender notions untried
love faces her faults
alone and without pride
in the heat of summer
it is damn hard to follow
a winter's quest
miraculous though
the venture seems
love is not love without
some shades of autumn
to ingest
to nurture a dream
some decay of the past
must be expressed
and it's in those influx
of emotions that I am
being detached
'Ousted From An Old Truth'
and delivered unto
a better reality's fit
and frankly though welcome
the transformation is a bit
painful if not just unsettling.............
(Aug. 4, 2010 359am)