spring sun burns
cupid papers in
and south wind
turning at us
are cold lips
in the afternoon
no more complicated
love and we know
we can grow old
Loved it ! Hugs …
I like the “sundown to sunrise” phrase. Usually it is said from sunrise to sundown. I like the deeper meaning of from sundown to sunrise. Great image.
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Love the title!!
interesting title…lovely poem too.
I love this poem. Concerning your style, I truly appreciate the slightly oblique quality of your language. You require your readers to do far more than read your words or even merely think about them — you require us to feel your words. That, among other things, marks you as a true poet and not just a writer of lineated prose as are so many Internet poets. Thank you so much for sharing your work freely.
I love how, as a reader, I am caught up in the triumphs and tragedies of your poetry, really made to feel and believe.
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