Indian Summer

My heart winks you into permanence:
writing, sketching, reading    
Whatever it is you are doing now  
in dark-gray lead on plain paper;  
no burgundy hues amber in light  
cobalt blue for stark emphasis  
or a thesaurus accompaniment  
to redefine that which simply is:  
A portrait in need of no retouching;  
words perfect in formation  
shaping Universal omens    
sacrosanct souls amid pupils    
Soon the crocuses will come    
as madness skulking the brain  
sweet smoke of morning hashish    
and Spring in her nightdress    
Hair clouding slate pillows of rain  
smelling of furrowed earth and trees    
For J 💜  
& Indian summer beginnings
Written by Ahavati
Author's Note
82° today ☀
She's on her way
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