-It’s days of summer, when hearts quicken with the heat,
When lips of friends and strangers alike meet.
The time for flings, Spring’s …
Departed, leaving us with the harsh realities that the sun brings.
All of this temperamental, transient … it can all end in a heartbeat,
So we bask in the moment, adorned in blissful ignorance.
Seeing life with the eyes of babes, hope springing eternal;
We are most alive when we are in each other.
Still … the sun brings unexpected clarity,
Shattering all preconceived notions of my platonic conception.
Magnifying all faults, highlighting all fears… the whole man is as yet scarce made up.
There is a journey to be made; I trod on with alacrity.
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