Break free from your arousal
Birds and bees and lions and lambs
Not everything turned out
Arbitrary standards for what is and isn't important
Spring remembers Winter and dances forward
It's ok to let go when it hurts to hold on
To hold the light through every season
To hold a candle for what could've been
The glow hides but never fades
It's bright beneath the rain clouds
Forsythia lines the path into the dark green furnace
There's nothing waiting in there except for whatever comes next
Alone
Misery loves company but she has no luck with love
Kinship is kismet only if you believe it
The yellow bells turn to leaves and the light is consumed by shade
Summer thrives when Spring dies
- P
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