scarlet spring

Strange scarlet blooms through this concrete
The shadows of bare branches heaving fruits
Strangely scarlet do not last long

my mind’s dreams jerk to a halt

Arms raised for the dance
Her slender arms twist along with the shadows
Of dusky brown branches

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