spring promise

    Boring Bird
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    the quarter evening stretches in 

    shadows long,

    the wind whispers quietly 

    a gentle caress over flickering fire across roadside 

    and i look for you in the spaces between.

    the chill wraps around me, a familiar blanket. 

    i moves through whimsical laughters, 

    shifting under whimpering street lamps,

    attempting to extend the aged joints of moments, once treasured. 

    the twilight haze, 

    perspiring under the gaze of the constant-changing seasons,

    touches the fleeting joys in 

    the world outside drifting in shades of gray.

    still, i hold the fragrance 

    old and moulding like fallen brown leaves stumbling from wind,

    its fraying edges; a reminder of warmth,

    a promise of another spring.