This crispness
That bites my skin
pink
Seeks my attention
Calls me into its
breathless
Cloudless blue
canopy
Challenges my
wintery perception
Lures me from my
heated sanctuary
And walks briskly
with me
Through a
glistening morning
Into a shivering
noon
Wakes me up
That pinches my
cheeks
Aloft and upward
Whispers it silver
sliver
Of moon in
blackness
Constellates my
upward facing awe
Beyond the hearth
of my retreat
And walks softly
with me
Beneath a sparkling
cavern
Into the clarity of
night
Wakes me up
This crispness
Seeks my attention
Bites my skin pink
Pinches my cheeks
Walks with me
Wakes me
Up
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