Met a poet on the road
an ardor in those eyes..
traipsing about in the summer sky
in search of his paradise.
Out lander that stranger; with his twisted smile..
trudging across alleys, the wind by his side.
I thought I heard him call my name,
turned around..and to my dismay..
a bare passage into the oblivion;
greets my delirious gaze.
© Toothfairy,2016
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