Surrendering in a dance
by your bashful screened in porch
overlooking evergreen bush walls
bonds like words are created
by navigating tea roses
by navigating tea roses
at an outdoor jazz festival
your fanfare of poems
communicates to its angels
by aching posters of loneliness
on an overcast night
of your lover's impending return
pulling the crowds
toward early morning light.
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