August Crush
Moist with evenfall
A scented flower in full bloom
Breaking July’s last darkness
Its murmuration
In absence
Like silence in a broken glass
Rippling echoes
Penetrating
Through ephemeral shadows
Spilling letters
And undaunting rhythms
Too dense to stifle
But I believe in amber
Carnations and white roses
Pink sunsets and blue noon moons
And your unquestionable presence
Under this galaxy of stars
Against the recurring tides
How long will your light hold?
And your drifting song linger?
Without strings and ambience
So
Will you seize my wish?
and build with me
You drifting song,
August Crush.
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