#Poem Homecoming

After the earth
the manic scent of summer’s bustle.
After the silence
the enchanting songs, promising.
After ruggedness
the sensuous touch of city madness.

I’m still alone,
but it’s good to hold you.

How come my thoughts flittered
in-sync with that common blue

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