Running Through Spring
Yes you....I am thinking of you
what else would it be?
It is spring again, my favorite season
but not my favorite time
The flowers are blooming
the maple is finally green
I yearned for this time
all the chemistry is tuned
but the mind is still restless
The maple shouldn't have gone green
she looked the most alluring
just like your delicate existence
'out of sight, out of mind'
you dwelled in mine with your absence
your prudence that crushed a dream
though kept the warmth alive
it kept me alive
The maple shouldn't have gone green
the fire orange, crowned the chocolate grey trunk
with a portentously gloomy setting
heralding that darkness can be charming and neat
just like you
you will never be mine
I have no picture of the maple,
but her reflection is beaming in my eyes
just like the idea of you is engraved in my running florescence
Thank you for giving me something to long for
you are too sensible and I am too fearful
& running through spring
so I can see the maple again and meet you
I will never let you mine
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