good morning, all solitude

meet me in the morning’s dew
and raft upon the waters, new
be cordial but be wanting truth
and stop upon the waves

deny no distance, cornered pleas
and reap no former landing
be caustic or be pleasuring
be caught on words and planning

trudge begotten winter’s wind
oh summer, leave me blinded
with sun or moon and stars begin
to guide your corners kind and trim

so with a love so rare and true
be grateful for the warmth
and live like laughter’s all you need
and dance like someone’s watching
watching
dance like you’re alone

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