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Poetry: Fresh air

Suddenly I look 'round
And everything is changed.
The sky is bleached and polished,
Trees are freshly rinsed
By air with champagne tingles
And a purifying sun.

Come over here and sit with me.
We'll synchronize our heartbeats
And breathe in counterpoint.

Suddenly I listen,
And nature's all in tune.
Birds are singing madrigals
Embellishing the air.
The breeze is blossom-scented -
A tonic laced with wine.

Come over here and sit with me,
Your cheek upon my knee.
We'll strum each other's nerve endings
And blend our souls in song.

Then sleepily, I look out
It's drawing to a close.
Mustard shades bedim the sky.
Star candles flicker on.
Orange orb is chewed by far off hill.
Low clouds are russet-hued.

Come in with me and lie down.
We'll drink the evening's shade,
Drowse in fumes of darkness -
Comes dawn, we'll start
Again.

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