Augustine

My mind brought back to seascapes invitations
Holding on to hopes and momentary glows

Lost romance arising in bright projections
Going numb undone by fleeting shades of skies
Early morning losing track of Augustine

Losing scents of pines
Cicada songs fade out
Losing sense of time

Back along meandering sodden paths
Distant songs blurred out by weaving strands of fiction

Dreams and memories, can I tell them apart?
On the edge, unsteady, trying to put things back together
Weakening the essence of it all



Credits
Writer(s): Laurent Zito
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