Revel

I miss you the most

When I can hardly breath

Inhaling a bit to suffocate need

I hear you in voices that tend to trail

Like the copper leaves of autumn filling the air

As everything turns to golden and brown

I miss you with the cool wind placed on my brow

Inhaling the slow cooling breath of summers seer'

I miss you like branches shedding their cares

Caring for you is a thoughtless sweet crime

Locking me up between cold and warm shine

Crunching my hard feet patter on ground

Lifting my eyes your thoughts lifting my frown

Caressing both need and the mind

Pushing me forward through hardship through time

Placing me precariously presenting me too

Shooting ideas off and inspiring you

Looking around I see your small flights

Understanding much not daring the fight

The heat of the Sun has made things quite right

The Seraphs continue to revel in light.

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