Thursday, October 11, 2007

Apple crunches sweet and sour
fall sunshine.
Piercing regret,
sweetness lingers.

Endless summer girl
I don't mourn the summer slipping
Only the slip
Of time and memory.

Fall is
sinking into the Dark.
We Fall...
Life is ever in the balance

of Dark.
There is no fear.
Only bright splashes of color
preservation of the Light
and survival.

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