First Submission: Reflections

Like the soft rustle of leaves in the English autumn breeze
In conspicuous absence, its image made plain
Silhouetted caress of a lover’s sweet affection
The lips I miss, touching my skin once again.

To feel the sensation, supine in the sunlight
Rays golden that banish all thoughts of the cold
Deliver’d from temptation, intimate after midnight
To feel manumission, a kiss to the soul.

Is it truth, this delusion?

Or madness the conclusion
Of life an extrusion
Through unyielding die
Quenched now, the union
Of two in communion
Forgo the exclusion
Of living a lie.

Like new shoots in spring,
Growth recommences
To reconcile the self
To recoup the expenses
All debts must be paid
And the show must go on
But oh, how we laid
In the hot Texas sun.

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